When you get back inside,you kick off your shoes,before making your way up to your bedroom,and changing into your playboy pj set,which is a pair of tight fitted mini shorts and a lounge wear type of bra...Then you get into your bed and go to sleep.
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A few hours later.Your awoken to a creak downstairs,then what seems like running up the stairs.You get out of bed then grab a glass bottle from the bedside table and turn on the lamp.But when you turn to your closet to get a bat something hits you over the head then everything goes black..
-a few hours later-
Your head hurts like fuck,so you proceed to sit up.But when you look around,your not in the same house.The room is painted a light grey with multiple different sized posters of horror movies and rappers plastered around the room.One of the men from the gas station walk in,the one that yelled at you..Then a memory flashes back that his name is tom.He approaches you,and puts his hand on your cheek. "You know...when i saw you back at that gas station,i knew you had to be mine so dont act all suprised i know you like me!AND YOU WILL LIKE ME BACK!" He yells with a firm,raspy voice.And you cant lie,he was very attractive..to bad he is a total jerk. "But who are you,and that similar looking emo guy you were with??" You ask softly but firmly,making him sigh and call out "BILL,GEORG,GUSTAV COME HERE!!!!" Loudly.Making you raise an eyebrow but after a few minutes 3 other men come upstairs into the room,one with brown long hair,the other with short blonde hair and the other that was with tom earlier followed behind.All my attention was fixed on them until tom spoke up again "okay so.this is bill." He says pointing at the black haired man. "This is georg." He says pointing at the long brown haired man. then pointing at the last one "and finally this is gustav." Tom says firmly as they all introduce themselves and you cant help but have a small thing for tom and bill.They are like dream boys...perfect faces,eyes,jawline,just everything! Then you snap out of it and think to yourself WAIT NO I CANT SERIOUSLY FALL FOR KIDNAPPERS
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my lover my killer
Romanceyoung y/n moves to germany to get away from her sick, controlled life just to re-live it.. but 10x worse and deadly