the dangerous kiss

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We finally arrived at Our destination a little dock with a boat. I began to shake Because we were alone and he was a strong man with unknown intentions. "I'm not going to hurt you." He said softly caressing my chin. My breath caught in my chest and for a second no quick witty remark came to me. But that didn't last long, "that's what they all say before a girl like me ends up in a ditch, or under the brige"

He laughed at my remark and stepped into the boat and helped me on.

I was starting to finally relax a little as he helped me on the boat when he growled, "sit." Jerking me back into reality. We ate and he quizzed me about myself for a good hour. Every question sent shivers down my spine. He seemed so unstable. Finally I figured if I was going to die I might as well end my suffering now, "tell me about you," I interrupted.

"We'll there isn't much to tell...I'm Zayn and I really don't have a family. They left me all alone and moved some where south. I was an orphan for most of my life until I could finally be my own guardian. I bought an apartment, started a company and bam I'm here." I could not believe what I was hearing. For a minute, he almost seemed normal. But when he blew out the candles things quickly shifted in another direction.

"Um, wh-what company?" I said trying to keep thugs going in a different direction. "Nothing you need to wory about right now love, you're 18 right?"he muttered in a low husky voice as he pulled me up out of my chair and pinned me to the railing. I nodded a reply and he smirked in a smug perditorial sort of way. His hands started roaming my body as they made their way up my sides and around my chest my breath caught in my chest. His hands glided up my neck and cupped my face gently but firm. The kiss was a little less fierce than his first. It wasn't sweet and loving by far but it was definetly different. I almost wanted it to continue but as his hands went elsewhere I snapped back to reality. I pushed back on him but he wouldn't let go. I tried to step back and lost my balance. In a split second I had tumbled over the railing and into the water.

My instincts told me to keep swimming so that is what I did. By the time I reached the shore, Zayn had already rowed his way on land. I swam in the opposite direction and got out on a farther beach. I sat down and cut my dress into something more livable in. I then called a cab and went home. Note to self, move ASAP...