the dangerous kiss

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After about five more minutes of this silent horror I realized he didn't know where I lived. Or I didn't think he did... Until he asked which house I was staying at tonight. "I'm sorry what?" I asked. His knowledge of

my life horrified me. "Are you at your moms or your dads?" He asked with forced kindness that was more blunt politeness in reality "moms..." I said slowly, "but how do you know where that is?" I asked before I could stop myself. If he wa like some crazy moody cereal killer he might loose it at my slightest statement but he seemed consistently angry and scary. He didn't reply though just tossed me his phone and told me to put my number in it. Meanwhile he reached under me grabbing mine out of my butt pocket pocket and entered his into mine so I figured if he already knew where I lived my number wouldn't do that much more harm. We rolled up in front of my moms house and he stopped the car. I went to get out when he simply said "no" and the force with which he said the word froze me in motion. He didn't lock the doors but he locked me with his voice. He opened my door for me and pushed me up against his car. He smelled really good but all I could focus on at the time was getting to the front door. He put his hand under my chin in a demanding yet gentle way and kissed me on the lips. Softly at first but then he got more aggressive. He started to bite my bottom lip and all of the sudden there was a sharp pain and sucking sensation. After a long time of this, much more than I was up for but I couldn't exactly do much to stop him, he pulled back and smirked an evil little smirk, "now you won't forget to call" he whispered and led me to my door where he left me in complete disorientation as he sped off to wherever he went to terrorize people next