I wake up at about midnight, my body craving something to drink. I throw the blankets off and get up from my bed. I put on my slippers and walk down the hallway. Everyone has gone to sleep and all of the lights are off except for a few stray lights comming from objects around the house. I walk into the kitchen and see a shadow out of the corner of my eye. I quickly turn but I don't see anyone. I grab a glass from the cupboard and fill it with water. I hear a creek in the hallway but once again, no one is there. I take a drink of water and rub my fingers back and forth over my forehead. I suddenly gasp as a large, cold hand covers my mouth. I freeze my movements, not able to think. He uses his free hand and starts to lift up my shirt. I squirm, but he holds my head against his chest so I can't move. I wiggle as his hand travels up and finally I squirm loose. I turn around to see a guy with a paper bag over his face.
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Whatever You Say
RomanceWhat went from a few innocent love letters turned into threats and being stalked. Now I have to obey his every word or the ones I love will get hurt.