Chapter 9

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9

What is love?

What is passion?

These are questions that wonder around my head.

Why?

Because of Drassik.

Of course it was him who not only drugged but also dragged me into the supply closet.

And apparently I was out for about five minutes because when I came back to, I seen the clock hanging in the corner read 2:45pm.

Had it not been the weekend I would have been pissed but that didn't keep me from being scared.

" What do you want?" I eyeballed Drassik who happened to be sitting on a chair in the corner. Staring at me.

He chuckled. " What's wrong with wanting to be with my girlfriend." He leaned back and put his hands behind his head.

I cringed. " Look I'm sorry about that. Sometimes I can't control myself. It's hard not trying to prove I'm always right."

He slammed his hand on the wall.

" Do you find me despicable?"

I flinched. " No, not at all. Why would you think that?"

He chuckled." Then why is it so hard for you to ever think about being with me?"

Where was all this coming from?

I shook my head so hard I thought it'd fall off. " It's not hard at all. I don't know where all this is coming from but I like you very much. And I hope you we could stay friends. "

" That's bullshit." He sighed for a really long time before standing up from the chair.

I didn't hesitate when I began to back up against the wall behind me.

" Please don't hurt me."

He looked down at me and smiled. " No promises, Sweetheart."

*Merry Late Christmas.*

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