Chapter 2:The Visit

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Its me again that update I promised here it is,please read and enjoy.....oh one more thing before I go,leave your comments I beg :))

"Hello dear",said Mr.Silvera to me. As I was about to answer him "A pleas...."he interrupted me,"May I come in",he asked.Now being the respectful young lady I was I quickly opened the door wider and immediately apologized for my bad manners.

"May i offer you anything,coffee,juice,water....anything" within an instant at the end of my question he replied"tea is fine,thank you".
We were here for maybe about an hour or two chatting and laughing but the entire time i was uncomfortable. Why? What was wrong? What was going to go wrong? I thought to myself while talking to Mr.Silvera. Every move that I made I could feel his eyes on me and for some reason I knew that it was no good staring that I got from him.

".......hahaaa ohhh boy those we're some good days I tell you".Mr.Silvera was telling me about his school days.It became quiet for a while when he gave out "what about those trophies you got the other day,I haven't gotten a chance to see them as yet" he said this with a mysterious smirk.
I went to my room to fetch the trophies.As I bent over to look in my trophy box stirring and shuffling through to find those trophy"Got it!".To my surprise instead of raising up after finding what I was looking for, I froze.

Mr.Silvera was right behind me.

I took a big gulp before trying to say anything.

"U-um,M-mr.Silvera wh-a...wha-t are you doing?"I forced the those words from my mouth asking.
"Relax" he soothingly whispered with a seductive tone,he continued "Call me Victor".

I was still frozen,still afraid to move still not wanting to shift.I knew i should have trusted my thoughts,i just new that man was up to no good today.

I hoped and prayed silently for a rescue.

The man's hands were on my hip and trust me, they didn't plan to stay there much longer.

Now you must be wondering why am i not trying to put up a fight,why I haven't moved but instead has allowed this to continue.That man was about 5'5 in height,he carried around the body of a wrestler, so just imagine me trying to defend myself against that guy...it would be useless.

I held my breath.

"Yes!!" I yelled in my head.

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