keep me

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when i woke up, i was in a mahogany four poster bed, i wanted to believe that everything that happened was a dream. but i know it wasn't.

"about time you came around to yourself, i thought i gave you too much"

"too much what? who are you?"

"i'm pained that you don't remember me y/n" he held his hand to his heart mockingly

ah right the guy from the other day.

"you aren't gonna kill me right?"

"no" he whispered whilst gazing down at his hands

"i'm sorry this might hurt" as he said that he pinned me down and injected me with something again.

i soon began experience major fatigue, and i'm sure i fell to the floor.

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