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"I am not going back!" He repeated.
I moved my gaze from the now broke coffee table, and back up to Jai's eyes which were now completely,
Black...
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"They'll end up finding you, sooner or later Jai." I told him.
"No they won't!" He snapped back.
"Yes they will Jai! And how are you going to hide? They have cameras all over the streets now, and you know how good the police are these days, they'll hunt you down until they find you." I said.
"No they won't find me, because you're going to help me make sure they don't!" He told me.
"How am I supposed to help?!" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"You're going to let me stay here." He stated, with a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"No, you can't stay here!" I argued.
"You said you wanted to help me through this, so letting me stay here is fucking helping me!" He shouted.
"I said I want to help you get better, not hide away from the police! I didn't know you escaped from a fucking mental asylum for fucks sake!" I yelled.
"Don't you ever fucking shout at me again, or that's the last thing you'll ever do." He spoke through gritted teeth as he poked his finger at my chest, rather hard actually.
"Oh fuck off." I muttered under my breath. Immediately regretting it and hoping that he didn't hear it.
"What was that?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't say anything."
"Yes you did! Say it again!"
Ignored him.
"Fucking say that again!" He slammed his fist down on the wall beside me.
"I said fuck off! Now fucking go!" I yelled at him.
"You're gunna wish you hadn't done that." He smirked, his face still red with anger.
I gulped, not knowing what he was about to do. He stepped closer to me, his eyes even more blacker than before (if that's even possible) making me feeling more nervous ad intimidated by the second.
"Scared babe?" He whispered into my ear. I turned my head away, ignoring his question.
From the corner of my eye I saw Jai reach down, and take something out of his pocket. I heard a flipping noise; the sort of sound that you hear when someone flips a pocket...
Knife?!
I gulped, looking down to find that I was right.
"We're going to have a little bit of fun Mads." He chuckled as he brought the knife to my neck. "You're going to do everything I say, am I clear?"
I didn't reply to him.
"I said am I clear?!" He shouted.
"Y - yes." I replied, scared of what he would do if I said no.
"Good girl." He smirked.
The reflection of the blade, flashed over his face making his smug expression even more noticeable.
"Now, I want you to take off your top." He ordered.
"N - no."
"Take it off!" He growled.
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Infatuation (Jai Brooks)
Fanfiction"You're mine." He spoke placing a kiss on my neck, the sound of his voice making my spine shiver. "No." I leant up to whisper in his ear. "I'm your infatuation." ------ Infatuation - noun An intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someon...
