Hiiii. in celebration of being sick, I will keep writing till my fingers bleed!!! I love you my banana breads -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"I-I love you" He said in the softest tone possible. You felt sympathetic for once in your life and then it hit you. He was about to kill you just 5 seconds ago and now you feel sad for him.
He unties you and cradles you in his arms but, you suddenly realize your body goes limp in them. I can't move for shit. You say in your mind. You really fell numb but, somehow, secure in his arms.
He sobbs and hugs you while saying
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Over and over again until you fall asleep. You wake up in a canopy bed with the silk drapes closed. It's not mine, where am I, you thought. The colors were a pastel violet, giving the room an open feel. The smell of lilacs fill your lungs, lightly. The bed is unbelievably soft and filled with cute pastel colored stuffed animals. You feel as pampered as a princess.
You get bored in bed and decide to rifle through the items in the room. You see a box falling and it falls on your foot.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck"
You picked up the box and sat on the bed, opening it. You saw pictures of your cousin with MANY OTHER GIRLS. The oddest thing was that, some pictures looked as if they dated back to the 16th century.
Your blood boiled because you realized something. You were barely growing feelings for him and you scoffed. "At least he's adopted", You said.
You angrily put it where it belonged and cried in the pillows till you slept soundly. When you woke up to the sound of an alarm clock, you wiped your tears of anger and sadness as you wonder what time it was.
The clock read 6:40 AM. With a sticky note on it. It read:
wake up sleeping beauty!
XOXO, Tony
You crumbled it up and saw the door to the bathroom open. You walked in with a wire hanger as protection.(if you're like my family, you know those hangers hurt like a BITCH)
You see a pile of clothing with a note on them saying:
Got you clothing, hope you like them
XOXO, Tony
You shudder at his name as if it was a deadly virus you've contracted. You put on the clothing that fit perfectly on you. He's a creep, and how does he know my size?
You open the door and go down the stairs. You then are greeted by Tony saying
"I know what you saw, the thing is..."------------------------------------------------------------------------
Muahahahahahahahahahahhahhahahaha! I love cliffhangers. I just wanted to say, 800+ readers? yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! Every one of you peeps counts.
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