Chapter Eighteen

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 'Your fear can be smelt from a mile away, and I love it.'- The Figure.

 Em's POV

My eyes darted from side to side. The room was engulfed in darkness, and I was currently strapped to a chair. My bottom lip trembled uncontrollably and tears left my eyes. He wasn’t anywhere to be seen, though I didn’t feel alone.

"What do you want!?" I asked through gritted teeth, my tone desperate. "What have I done!?" I asked again, my question blurting out before I could stop myself. Although I couldn’t see him, I knew he was listening.

"Oh, my dear Emma... isn't it obvious?" he said sickly, and his presence was felt from behind me. As my body tensed up, his head neared down to the left of my ear and caused me to shiver.

"I want you." he said velvety. "All of you." he almost hissed in my ear. At his words my eyes squeezed shut in pure fear. I wanted to turn around and punch him or something... though the rope holding me down was tight and painful that I couldn't spin my head around to look.

Tears rolled down my cheeks, and dropped to my lap.

"Why so sad?" he asked in a worried tone, though his concern was morally fake.

"Please... Just.. let me.. go." I begged through deep breaths, earning nothing but a shake of a finger. He was now standing in front of me, but I forced my head down to avoid his eyes. His bold, and slightly red eyes.

"Why not!?" I shouted, the room echoing my yell back to me as he stood firmly in his spot. "Because I said." he told me through a smirk, and his sharp gaze looked me up and down. I groaned, and all I could feel on me were his eyes. He was quite stubborn.

"Are you frightened of me?" he asked smoothly, as his body forwarded. I shook my head whilst looking down, but obviously he could sense lies too.

"Lying is a sin... did you know that Emma?" he asked rhetorically. "Do you wish to get punished?" he asked again a little aggravated. I shook my head, still hanging it low.

"Then behave." he demanded through his signature smirk. Ugh.

I sniffled, and began fiddling with my thumbs as he still hovered in front of me. His body slowly neared forward and tears became more frequent as he approached me. He brought his hand to my face, and his thumb caressed my cheek lightly, before I flinched away at his cold touch. He chuckled with arrogance, whilst he brought his head down to my ear as he whispered.

“I love the way you get frightened around me,

I love how your heart quickens at my touch,

I love how your eyes show me your fears,

And I love how your fears are me.”  He said smoothly, as I could feel he was smirking again. His cold breath on my cheek was sending chills from my toes to my cheeks. 

The blood suddenly drained from my face, and I felt dizzy in a matter of seconds. Trying to shift myself in the chair, his smirk grew wider as he felt proud of his achievement; control.

“Where is Jack?” I asked my thoughts out loud.

He paused for a second, his face still hidden in the shadows, and I could tell that he was surprised at my sudden question.

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