Chapter 5
Cole
This is it. The Game.
Flashback
I stared down at the girl that was trapped against the wall. I smirked at her because I had her right where I wanted her. I had my hands on either side of her head. I placed a kiss between her shoulder and her neck. Her breathing hitched when I did that.
"Cole, please don't do this,"she pleaded. I kissed that spot again and made my way up her neck. She tilted her neck to the side to give me more access.
"Just say it Pheobe," I told her.
"Say it."
"Why? Why can't you just leave me alone," Pheobe pleaded.
"You already know why Pheobe. I have to have you say it for me to win."
"What if I don't want to say it? What if I want you to lose? What will you do about it?"
"I can do a lot of things Pheobs. Don't tempted me. I can make your life a living hell." I began kissing her neck again and she let out a frustrated sigh.
"Fine I will let you win your little game."
"Then say it."
"I like you Cole." I stepped back and smirked.
"Now was that so hard Pheobe?" I started to walk away then I remembered something.
"Oh and Pheobe?"
"Yes Cole?"
"Never talk about the game to anyone. Because we wouldn't want something bad to happen to you. Now would we?"
"I won't tell anyone Cole. You have my word."
With that I walked away.
End Of Flashback
I remember that day cyrstal clear. Now that I think about it Pheobe left here right after.
I look at myself in the mirror.
I run a hand through my hair.
I am a monster, but I always get my prey even if I have to fall in love to do it.
I turn around and walked out of the room and head towards the dressing rooms.
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