Dark Desires {SHORT STORY}

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A/N
Hello! Just a quick note, this will be a short story. Like 10 chapters at most. Also it's also a toxic relationship between Andy and the mysterious man that "owns" him. There will be mature scenes...a lot of them. But enjoy! <3
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{Andy}
I pull my coat tighter against my body for more warmth as the snow falls. My shoes crunch under the snow as I run along the sidewalk in the city. My hands are shoved back into the coat packets already beginning to thaw from the warmth. Should've grabbed my gloves. Along with another coat. At least I remember my beanie for my head, doesn't help much but it'll hide my hair.

I hear the low rumble of a car engine behind me so I pick up the pace of my running. An engine roars getting closer to me and I know it's him. Don't look back. Keep running. My breathing is heavy as my heart pounds probably from the adrenaline or the fear, maybe both. I take a sharp turn racing down the street crossing to the other side and turning again. I just need a place to hide until dawn when I can get a plane ticket and leave the city all together.

I see a 24/7 diner coming out and I let out a small sigh of relief. Maybe I can stay there for a little bit before having to find an actual place to sleep. I hear the engine again meaning it's catching up to me. I rush into the diner gasping at the warmth but no time for that. I duck behind a booth as the car rushes by. With another sigh I rest my head against the booth.

"Uh, sir?" My head bolts up at the woman standing behind the bar. With hesitance I stand up turning to look out the window for any black recognizable cars. None are there. I turn back to the woman offering a weak smile before sitting on a stool. I look at her name tag, "Stacy? Could I please get a coffee? Black with sugar?" I ask then pull out the wad of cash from the inside pocket of my coat. With the amount of cash I stole if he ever catches me well let's just hope he doesn't.

Stacy sets a mug in front of me and fills it with steaming hot coffee. She slides over a few packets of sugar so I slide her a generous tip. She takes the cash jaw dropping when she looks at me. I nod then begin adding three packets of sugar to my coffee. Normally I wouldn't add so much but I need the extra sugar in my system. I know I said I need a place to sleep but I doubt I'll get any. Stacy leans against the counter a few feet away texting rapidly on her phone. Guess I'm the only one in here but that's a good thing.

Anyone could see me and go running to the one person I'm getting away from. I doubt Stacy knows him, she's doesn't seem like the type to get into dirty business. I take a drink of the coffee enjoying the taste and the warmth it brings. I'll finish this then I'll leave to find a safe place. Maybe I can get a hotel room...I have not idea what I'll do.

The door to the diner opens then closes making me tense. Don't look nervous. It could be a woman wanting a late night dinner. The person takes the stool to my left blocking my view from the window. I take another drink to try and calm my nerves. Stacy walks up waiting for then person to order something. "Coffee, black" My grip on the mug tightens. I recognize that voice.

I immediately stand up but then place a hand on my shoulder pushing me back down. Stacy returns with a mug and pours coffee like she did for me. Thomas picks up the mug drinking his coffee without a card in the world. I'm not surprised Thomas was the first to find me after all he is the right hand of the man I'm running from. "Took you three years to run" He states setting his mug down. Three years and 3 months. I stare down at the mug trying to come up with a plan. I'm no good fighting Thomas one on one. He's bigger and strong them me.

"Didn't think you had it in you. Always following every order" He continued also not looking at me. He snorts and shakes his head. "There is no point Andy. He will always find you" He finally looks at me stone faced like always. I give him a sweet smile. "Oh Thomas...you're like a dog, following its master and awaiting orders and when you get yelled at you sulk off tail between your legs" His resolve crumbles into a glare. "You're nothing but a slut Andy. A used up slut" Always one to get defensive whenever he gets outed. I think I'm done here. I stand up with Thomas following me.