My eyes opened hearing footsteps coming down the hallway, I sat up quickly. I looked back at my wrist that was restrained. I had barely any time to look at it before he slowly entered the room.
The way he watched me with his eyes, he was fucking pissed.
Looked at me like a piece of meat he was saving for later.
"You're lucky this house doesn't have a basement" He softly chucked.
I spit at him, not even thinking.
He looks down at the spit on his shirt, his eyes moved up to mine but kept his head downwards, he wiped the spit with his finger slowly bringing it to his mouth and sucking on it.
I look away in disgust, a scoff leaving my mouth.
He comes around the side of the bed and grabs my jaw roughly. "What is up with you?" he brings his face closer.
"You act lovey, then try to run away the next day." His expression hardens.
"Get off me." I shake my head out of his hand turning the other way. A grumble leaves his lips. "Are you mad? Mad at the things I said?" He moves closer his breath on my neck. "You know it was all true..I would never lie to you." His lips press against my neck.
"Get off!" I whip my neck away and push my foot onto his stomach. He grabs both of my ankles pulling them toward him. "Stop!" I yell. He crawls on top of me. "Stop being ugly." he whispers in my ear. "You know I won't stop." he speaks quietly, staring into my eyes. "I know you think you like me, and I know you really do.." he gets closer.
"You have to accept it, it will make things so much easier for you...and for me."
"I know you love the thrill." I grit my teeth. "But I dont."
"Oh, yes you do." a smile creeps onto his face.
"I'm gonna teach you how to love it."
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ᴇᴍʙᴇᴅᴅᴇᴅ // ᴀ.s
Romance"𝒀𝒐𝒖,𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒚 𝒊𝒕!" He turned his head to the lifeless body at my feet.
