Cryptic Killer

Possession

Blake's POV

"My turn"

I froze. It's him.AGAIN.

Hinablot niya ang katawan ko at tinakpan ang bibig ko para hindi ako makasigaw.

"Darr---!!Ge--t of---eeee!!," nagpumiglas pa ko sa pagkakahawak niya.

Fuck this bastard! What's his intentions!!

"Just hush thankless woman," he whispered in clenched teeth.

I tried to escape but I can't.
Terror began to rule my senses when he carried me on his shoulder and elevated me to a dark place.I'm already panting. And my body's already numb and weak.

Mom.....help.

Within that very crucial moment, the only thing that happened to escape was soft sobs. I'm helpless.And I'm afraid that the day after tomorrow, they'll find me here.Dead.

"Blake."

I froze. He...knows me. This bastard knows me.So all this time, he's already spying and hunting me. Bastard!!

"You're really exotic. Very unusal and distinct. You're every man's wet dream," he said.

Liar.I rolled my eyes. I'm already hot under the collar and now he's complimenting like fuck.

"Screw----mmm bast--mm"

"Hush woman.I won't hurt you. I'm sorry. I just wanted to know how are you doing"

Whatt?! Just wanting to know how am I doing? He's crazy!

"This will take a short time okay?," he said

What is he up to?....

He gently caressed my face. I tensed. Jesus....

"You're mine Blake..Just mine"

I wanted to scream in anxiety but my body won't coordinate.All I can do is cry and act like a helpless child.I'm stucked up in a dark place with this possessive bastard.And no one can help me...except me. How stupid.

He planted a soft kiss beside my lips and after that, he left.

Motherdigger! That was close. That idiot.That asshole.

I was left in despair, sorrow and terror. All I can do is blame myself and weep because of enrange.I have no idea who the hell is that man. But, something's disturbing in here..... The bastard. Knows me.... And it creeps me like hell.

No...no...no....

I cried warily .And a moment after, I was astonished when someone came.

"Ms.Roosevelt!Jesus!," exclaimed he.

I looked up to see a man.Hope.A savior.

"Ms.Roosevelt!"

"....Calder?"

"Yes it's me Ms.Roosevelt! God, why are you here? Wh-What happened to you?," he said.Panicked and Alarmed.

"Don't worry I'm fine.But please, if you don't mind. I want to rest," I replied in a very tired tone.

"O..Okay. May I know your whereabouts? I can send you home," he offered

No way!!

"Pardon Mr. Richards but I have a driver. You can leave the rest to him.But please, I wan't to rest,"I'm more pleading than asking.

"I understand.Here,I'll help you.It looks like you're very tired. If I were you're father, I would scold you and will make sure you're grounded," he said to lighten up the mood.