Part 8 - Run

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Waking up was hard, the bed was so comfortable and I felt so warm. I peeled open my eyes finally to see myself wrapped against a shirtless guy. My heart quickened when I realized my pants were off and I was left in boys boxers.
I looked over Kian and he had charcoal sweatpants on, but I couldn't tell if he was wearing boxers under them.

"Shit." I whispered to myself. I didn't want to wake him so I stayed still. I scattered my eyes over to the left of me and saw Kian's phone.

Don't do it.

But I couldn't help but think about freedom.
He told me everything last night and I'm honestly scared that he has an abusive disorder. I loved Kian since we were kids but I could never remember the boy next door. I was a bitch back then because I was going through a tough time with my parents divorce and my new step dad was a rich ass Doctor. I took advantage of living the high life and it didn't click before but now it does.

I hate myself for making Kian like this.

A whimper escaped Kian's pink lips. He started sweating and shaking. I sat up and held onto his chest. His heart was beating so fast. I softly kissed his forehead with my hand still over his rapid heart. Sook I felt the beats decrease, like I'm the cure to his pain.

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Kian awoke an hour later, I waited till then because I couldn't fall back asleep. "Good Morning sleepy head." I cooed. "Good morning." His raspy voice made my heart flutter as much when he gave me a cheesy smile as well. "Can you tell me why I'm wearing boxers?" I questioned. "I don't remem- oh we played the stripping game." He laughed a little.

"We what?" I raised my voice a little. "You know, that game where you ask a question and take off a clothing item." He giggled again and met my eyes with a smirk. "It was fun because you went and took my boxers off for me and slid them on yourself." He added scratching the back of his head. My eyes opened in shock and I felt my cheeks go red.

"How does that even happen." I whispered into my hands. "Well you asked if we had alcohol as a joke but I brought it in anyway and you got pretty drunk." He grabbed my hand and pulled it down from my face. "Don't be embarrassed it was cute." He added. I smiled to myself and got up. "Come back here." Kian whined.
"No, I'm getting something." I lied. "No you're not get back here." Kian demanded a little more annoyed than playful.

"Kian can I get something?" I asked aggravated. I didn't hear an answer and just footsteps. "Fuck." I murmured. Kian grabbed me from behind and flung me onto the bed. It hurt my arms a lot because Kian is a lot stronger than he thinks. "Listen to me next time." He whispered into my neck. I cringed, but another part of me liked the risk.

Stop letting your emotions take control.

Kian let go of me and offered me breakfast downstairs. "You're letting me go downstairs?" I asked. "Yes, why not?" He laughed. He's laughing? Why does he think everything is okay now? What's wrong with him...

"Yeah sure I'd love too." I squeaked. Kian opened the chamber door and led me downstairs, holding my wrist in a tight manner. I held in my whimpers. He finally let go when he reached a room, a kitchen. Stacks of pancakes and waffles were laid out on the island. Sausage and bacon we compiled on another plate along with warm syrup.
How did he do this when he was with me the entire time? I wondered.

"I have a friend who lives here, he cooks me breakfast then leaves for his crazy adventures." Kian scratched the back of his neck. "Oh." Was all I said. "Eat up." He smiled. I grabbed a paper plate and got two waffles, bacon, and sausage. I drizzled it over with warm maple syrup. After my plate was full I walked back over to Kian, he patted a seat next to him and smiled with a mouth full of food.

I couldn't help but laugh at his silly-ness, I took a seat next to him and launched into my food. I was starving.
Kian looked at me amazed. "I didn't know girls could eat like that."
Well if you starve someone for two days with only some crackers and water..
But I only kept that to myself. "Maybe I'm just different." I cleared my throat.

Kian furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head, he switched his view down to his food and got up. Walking away he opened the sliding glass door and slammed it. I threw my head back in annoyance.

Run.

He left me alone in his house, this is my chance to escape. But do I really want to? I hesitated and slowly got up without him noticing. His back was facing the door and he was pacing, talking to himself.

I quickly ran to the front door and saw that it was locked. "Shit." I whispered. I looked under the rug no key. I looked in the left cubby holder, "Aha yes, fuck yes." I swiped up the gold key and unlocked the door, I ran outside and took a breath of fresh air.

Bad move, try again.

The door opened and slammed, my adrenaline was pumping and I started running, I didn't know where I was going I just ran and ran and ran.

My legs were burning my heart was beating, I couldn't breathe. I looked behind me and saw he wasn't there anymore. "What?" I panted.
I slowly swiveled my head back to where I was running.

"Where do you think you're going princess?"


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