You will be MINE. (on hold)

Home sweet Home? I THINK NOT!!!

     Hey guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How are you?!?!?!?!?!?! well as you see i'm working on my next chapter, and i would like to say happy birthday to tbramss!!!!!!!!!!! sorry if i spelled it wrong!!!!! :( but i would like to say i'm liking the way my numbers are rising but i realize that not all story's get so many read so fast so i'm going to advertise them!!!!!!!!!!! if you have a story no one seems to be looking at then i'll advertise it. put the title in the comment's below!!!!!!!!! goodbye! and enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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***(Eric's pov)

     she looked so peaceful. har blond hair flowed gently down her back as she walked down the street. she was pretty but no where close to as gorgouse as my angel is. she probably had a rough time by the way that her shoulders sagged, the baggs under her eyes, and her dirty ripped clothes. she was probably a runaway with no where to go, and hardly any hope. it was so sad how such beautiful perfect creatures like my angel and her had to deal with so much torment.

     as she walked by me she didn't look up. she probaly didn't even notice me standing here watching her go by. i watched as a group of boys pushed her down and step on her stuff. they walked away laughing as she struggled to sit up. reaching over she grasped her stuff and pulled it closer to herself. i watched the hopless loke on her face grow till i felt her sorrow.

     maybe i could skip getting the notebook and get her one of her friends... yeah thats what i'll do. i'll just get the note book later. i didn't want another innocent angel get corropted by these sluts. walking over to my car i kept a close eye on her. she just sat on the ground with her face burried in the bag.

     maybe my brother would like her. micheal has never found someone who wasn't a slut in the end. she didn't look like a slut, so i'm hoping she's not. i wouldn't want anyone to try and sway my angel from her innocence. opening the door i pulled out a towle and some Chloroform. soaking the towel all the way through i reached in and grabbed some rope.

     slowly walking over i was prepared for the struggle that would go on for a few mineutes till she passed out. quietly i walked up behind her and waited. finally after a few minuetes waiting she sighed and lifted her head and i placed the cloth over her mouth. she gasped and started to hit at me. i held on for about five mineutes of her struggling and finally she went still.

     pulling her back i tied her hands behind her back. thank god it was dark outside our else someone would notice me doing this. picking her up i shoved her in the back seats and headed of home. i'd putt her in the basement, and probably have to tie her to the post down there. i'll put enough slack for her to walk aroud.

     she'd thank me later when she realizes it was for the better.

***(Tina's pov)

     my head was killing me. it felt like the world was using my head as a drum in an orchesra and were playing a cresendo. moaning i rolled over only to realize i was way to comfteable to be under a bridge asleep. opening my eyes i see a small dim lit room. and i was lying on a bed. there on the nightstand next to the bed was an alarm clock. it read 9:22 am.

     the door at the other end of the room opened to reveal a creepy but hot guy. he was tall 'bout six foot and had midnight black hair. he was very muscular but not to much. he looked as if he stepped out of an ad for a mortercycle. he was pretty to look at but the look in his eyes spoke of nothing but insanity.

     in his hands was a tray of food. the smell of bacon, waffle's, and sausage driffted to my nose. the smell made my mouth water but the guy made me cringe away in fear. he was as scary as shit! he scared me so much. plus i was in his basement! how much creepier can it get before it goes insane.