Addiction

Ally way banter.

"Alright babe. I'm gonna head home. I'll call you tonight." I said, slinging on my leather jacket and giving Sash a a hug.

"Alright, make it home safe alright?"
"I will! Don't worry!"

I gave her a kiss and manoeuvred myself out of her bedroom window, being careful when I landed on the wet grass. I stood up and waved to her, then I quirky made my exit.

Walking down the street, I passed an ally way hidden by darkness. A hand sprang out and grabbed me, dragging me into it.

My back was slammed against a wall, knocking the air out of my lungs. I gasped for breath and tried to make out any details on the face looking above me.

I only recognised the person from there voice. A deep and raspy laugh bounced off of he walls confining us into the small area and echoed through my ears. "S-Steven?" I asled astonished.

As a reply a big hand launched itself up and around my throat. His finger tips dug deeper and deeper into the dudes of my neck, squeezing the air our of my lungs.

"S-Stop..." I gasped, bearly audible. "No.. I won't let you see her.." hus angry voice spat.

Steven is Sasha's older brother. She is currently four years younger than him.

A tear slipped down the side of my fave and my cold hands came up to claw and pry at his.

"It's okay of you want to kill me. I want to kill me too." My voice was shaky as I lost more of my breath. "But I can't die yet. Not while I have someone to live for."

He seemed taken back by my words. I took this as my opertunity. I swung my leg and kicked him in the ribs. When his hand released it grip I bolted down the street. House, safe house. Or so I thought.