Chapter Fourty

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Kivana Stewart

I heard the door opened before seeing a pair of feet in front of me. I shivered as I lift my head up to see Byung. He picked me up bridal style before carrying me upstairs.

"Next time you'll fucking listen." He mumbled.

"J-just k-kill me." I whispered.

"Now why would I do that? Aren't you enjoying our time together?" He asked.

"F-Fuck y-you." I said.

"No thanks baby, you're freezing." He said kicking the bathroom door opened.

My body was weak...so weak, he placed me on the sofa before I heard a bath being drawn.

"You know Kivana we really could've worked our issues out together...but you wanted to be a little slut." He said.

"Fuck you." I said.

He chuckled before going into the bathroom. He shortly returned before grabbing a pair of scissors.

He began cutting my clothes before he picked me up again.

"No." I mumbled.

"I have to warm you up." He said.

He placed me in the hot water causing me to scream. I tried to climb out but he held me down.

"What the fuck is the matter with you. Stay still damn it." He yelled.

I tried to get out of the hot water before he punched me in the face. My vision blurred as he began washing me up.

I began to laugh causing him to look at me.

"What the fuck are you laughing for?" He snapped.

I stopped suddenly before locking eyes with him.

"You just killed me." I mumbled.

He looked at me and shook his head, my body was in negative temperatures for thirty minutes. Putting a body that was freezing into scorching hot water causes the cold blood to rush to a human heart causing heart failure. Slowly but surely I was going to die...

"Fuck, you're turning purple." He sighed.

He wrapped the towel around my body before taking me to the bed room. He placed on the bed as he began to panic.

"Fuck, fuck, what do I do?" He paced the room.

"Hey, don't you die on me. We have to see how stranger things end." Kivan said.

I smiled as I looked at him.

"I'm ready." I mumbled.

"No you're not, you didn't tell me you loved me yet." Simon said.

Tears fell down my cheeks.

"I didn't huh." I chuckled.

"No you didn't, if you die...I can't handle that. The way our last conversation ended...no." Simon said.

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