Hunted and Abducted

Chapter three

Malia's Pov

(Picture of Malia on the side)

I laid on my on my bed. Just staring up at the ceiling for the time being. I really couldn't sleep at all. I looked over at the clock, one in the morning. I decied to turn on music. One of my favorite songs came on Pandora, Stitches by Shawn Mendes.

I thought that I've been hurt before

But no one's ever left me quite this sore

Your words cut deeper than a knife

Now I need someone to breathe me back to life.

Got a feeling that I'm going under

But I know that I'll make it out alive

If I quit calling you my lover

Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe

I'm shaking, falling onto my knees

And now that I'm without your kisses

I'll be needing stitches

I'm tripping over myself,

I'm aching begging you to come help

And now that I'm without your kisses

I'll be needing stitches

Just like a moth drawn to a flame

Oh,

you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain

Your bitter heart cold to the touch

Now I'm gonna reap what I sow

I'm left seeing red on my own

Got a feeling that I'm going under

But I know that I'll make it out alive

If I quit calling you my lover

Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe

I'm shaking,

falling onto my knees

And now that I'm without your kisses

I'll be needing stitches

I'm tripping over myself,

I'm aching begging you to come help

And now that I'm without your kisses

I'll be needing stitches

Needle and the thread,

Gotta get you out of my head

Needle and the thread,

Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread,

Gotta get you out of my head

Needle and the thread,

Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread,

Gotta get you out of my head

Needle and the thread,

Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread,