𝐇𝐈𝐌: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐬//𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𓋼𓍊|𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑|𓍊𓋼

- ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇ -

     I SHOVED the covers away, enough for my legs and arms to bundle up underneath them, before flicking the switch to the lights. My head nestled against the pillow, inhaling the fresh lien, with my eyes closed.
     'Tick'
       'Tock'
     'Tick'
     My brows furrowed and my lips parted with a grumble of curses. I was unable to sleep with that impending feeling of doom, that sixth sense of knowing I wasn't alone. My eyes frantically searched the room for the ones that stalked me before hiding beneath the covers with my eyes resting close. My body stiffened as I perceived shuffling coming from outside my bedroom door. The door's hinges groaned as it eased open, inviting whoever in.
     'Thump'
      'Thump'
     'Thump'
     I whimpered as I felt the covers being tugged from my body, my body did not only tremble from the nippy draft but with fear too.
     The intruder's lean physique obscured the moon's shafts of light from my frightened form, I felt their hand stroke my hair and down to my cheeks.
     “Libelle, I know you're awake.”
     My breath quivers and I hesitantly opened my eyes— so it was him.
     “Amadeus, what the hell are you doing in my room!?” I hissed, watching him.
     His reddish-orange eyes seemed to penetrate the dark, and his pupils were constricted and demented—It terrified me.
     'Something doesn't seem right,' I thought to myself.
     He smiles devilishly, “taking you home with me.”
     I pushed myself up from the bed, readying myself to jump from it and run.
     “I am not going anywhere with you,” I blustered.
     He dropped his head and chuckled before meeting my blueish eyes, “you don't have a say so darling.”
     My legs kicked me from the bed, rushing towards the door.
     “Ack!”
     Amadeus grabs a fist full of the back of my 'jama shirt and snatches me back, choking me in the process. I was so close, so close that my hand brushed against the cold metal knob just before he snatched me. Tears formed at my waterline, a mere inch from falling, as writhe in his grasp.
     “Nah-ah,” He taunted, “you don't want your loved ones to get hurt, right dummy?”
     “What do you mean!?” I asked, my words stuttering.
     “As of right now, I have my people surrounding the houses of the ones you care so dearly about and they are waiting for my word. So make the decision, Libelle. Come with me or let them die from your selfish decisions?” Amadeus grinned, his nose lightly touching mine as he pulled me closer.
     My cheeks reddened and my face became sticky with tears, "you're the one to talk!"
     "What do you mean by that," Amadeus inquired, snickering.
     "Taking me for yourself makes you selfish, and that's not only characteristic that describes you."
     "Hm… I guess I am, but you didn't answer me and my patience is wearying!" 
     I weeped quietly as I mumble incoherently, digging my nails into the skin of his hand. “I will.”
     “What was that?” He asked, smiling mockingly.
     “I will.” I whimpered, given into his arms.
     “Good decision,” He smiled as he petted your head lovingly, “ now tell me you love me—even if you don't, I don't care. I just need to hear you say it."
     I clenched my jaw and spoke loathingly, "I-I love you."
     “forever and ever, all mine.”

༻𓍊𓋼𓍊༺
ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ, ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ!