Talia
They upgraded my chair to a metal one to make sure next time they attack me, the chair doesn't break. Truly, I'm getting the princess treatment here.
As I was just relaxing into my throne of metal, my arms tied to the arms of the chair as tightly as the rope and my arms allowed, Cedric proudly strolled in.
"Well, princess, your prince is on his way to save you, so I propose a challenge to him. Let's see if he can save you." Cedric smirked as he pulled a knife out and stabbed me in the shoulder.
I screeched as I felt the blade pierce my skin and hit the bone.
"That's right, i do love making pretty girls like you bleed." He smirked. I dropped my head catching glimpse of him. He was hard. This sick fuck was hard. "Look at me." I used all the power I had left in me to look at him.
I then noticed him lift the blade and luckily just in time I closed my eyes making sure the knife did not make direct contact with my eyeball. I tried opening my right eye but when I opened it, pools of blood started seeping into it so I kept it closed.
"You look beautiful in red. Hope we meet again, my blood moon." I watched with my left eye as Cedric walked out of the basement.
All I can hope now is that from this encounter I'll get a hot scar on my face.
"Well fuck, this is my life now." I groaned to myself as I close my eyes and leaned my head back. I could barely feel my hands and feet so I guess this life will only carry on for a short while. I felt the hot liquid escape my shoulder along side the entire right part of my face.
After what had felt like hours, I suddenly heard movement upstairs. There were not voices, just shuffling and footsteps. I was too tired and delirious to say anything so I just sat there awaiting my death. At one point the footsteps expanded all over the house then returned back to that one spot and then the broke apart again.
I suddenly heard the door to the basement open and a loud familiar gasp escaped the persons mouth.
"Good whatever time it is, Erika." I spoke and I heard her sigh with relief.
"I was worried you were dead." She breathed out.
I then looked at her and a look of horror appeared on her face. "Nope, I'm just delirious."
"I found her!" She exclaimed upstairs. "She's in the basement! Bring a first aid kit!"
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You're All That Matters To Me
FanfictionI'm a student of criminology at the University at Buffalo in New York. Finally as I wrap up my last year of university, I'm taken by my stalker because apparently I'm "all that matters to him".