Chance?

#8 New Dimension

Word Count: 3,066

𝕀'𝕞 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜!!!

Thana's POV

I was just walking to my room. It's been at most 4 days since I got kidnapped. I've been feeling rather off. Like the intense feeling of being watched.

Sometimes I look directly at it, but nothing was there. I couldn't help myself but try and look for what the cause was. And yet again I found absolutely nothing.

- Thud -

I quickly look up to see someone at the top of my stairs. The man were drinking my bottle of vodka. The man stopped and looked at the bottle groaning in disgust.

Then it hit me.

He's the one from the forest. The pail man that stood across the road when I was being choked. The man who tamed that wolf thing. The man who pinned me to the tree then stabbed me countless times.

Jeff.

" Who the fuck could drink this?! "

Jeff says before tossing it in my direction. I catch the vodka bottle making him look in my direction.

" Who's there? "

Jeff questions turning to look in my direction. I slow my breathing to the point where it can't be heard. Jeff takes a step towards my direction and squinted to try and spot anybody.

I then take a step before running up the stairs. Jeff takes a few steps back before I tackle him to the floor. I pin him to the floor as he struggles to push me off despite my size and bodyweight.

" Get off me! "

Jeff growls while glaring daggers at me. I glare back at him and he let's out a huff of air. He stops struggling and takes a look at me.

" Hey.. You're the girl from the woods. "

Jeff says as I glare down at him. He grins and his hand shoots up from his side. I punch him across the face.

He then manages to wraps his hand around my throat. I glare at him as he squeezes my throat which makes me let out a slight whimper.

" You are the girl from the woods. I stabbed you like.. 10 times. "

He says proudly. It made me feel a type of primal rage.

" 24 times.. "

I correct him making him grin wider. I glare down at him as he sits up. I let out a small growl.

" Ya know.. You are kinda cute. "

He says leaning towards me. His breathe heavily reeks of alcohol which makes me pull away slightly.

" Your breathe fucking stinks of my alcohol.. "

I grumble still glaring at him. He chuckles as he pulls me closer.

" Yet it's your house right? "

He sneers making me scoff.