Tag Your It

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Tag your it

I love it when I hear you breathing.
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I had to clean everything and put out a couple of fires; a cigarette tucked tightly in my mouth through out the day. I just finished and I went to my room and started to get ready for Tyler's party.

I found the outfit quickly slipping the outfit running out of the house and ran out of the house finishing my makeup in the car. Tyler saw me pull up and ran to my car.

"Mel!" He yelled hugging me.

"Anyone show up?" He asked.

"Kyle brought me a cake but that was it." I said getting it out of the passenger seat.

"I'm sorry Mel." He said reading it.

"Can I do something?" I asked.

"Yes of course." He said.

I went over to Kyle's car and dumped the cake on the windshield and smeared it in. I wrote fuck you in cake and smiled.

"Melanie seriously!" He laughed.

"Yup." I smiled.

We walked in and the music was thumping in our ears. Tyler walked over to his friend Josh and kept to himself. I felt someone start to rub my shoulders and I turned around as fast as I could coming face to face with Kyle.

"Hey Crybaby!" He yelled.

"Get away from me I don't want you to start shit." I said pushing past him and going over to Tyler and Josh.

"Hey Melanie!" Josh yelled.

"Hey Joshy." I said.

"Here drink this it'll take your mind off of things." He said getting me a red solo cup and filling it up from the keg next to him.

"Thanks." I said downing the bitter liquid.

"Coors?" I asked.

"Yup." He smiled.

"I'm more of a Budweiser fan myself." I said.

A couple beers later and I was ready to go home. "Hey Ty I'm gonna walk home, watch my car will ya?" I said putting my keys in the bowel.

"Sure Mel." He slurred

I started walking and I heard an ice-cream truck near me. I pulled out my phone to see the time and it was midnight. What's a Ice-Cream truck doing this late?

"Hey little girl you wanna buy some ice-cream?" the guy said pulling up closer to me and rolled own his tinted window.

"N-no thanks." I slurred

"Let me take you for a drive, I've got some candy inside." He said.

I started running thanking God I wore flats and not heels.

"Okay you wanna play tag huh?" He yelled getting out.

I tripped and got back and started running again. I ran through the parking lot and he grabbed my hand pushing me down. I wanted him to stop, I didn't want to be here. I wish I would have stayed at Tyler's house.

"Tag you're it!" He said sickly sweet.

He put a rag over my face and everything started going black. I woke up in a toy chest in someone's basement.

"Help!" I yelled my voice failing me. "Help!" I tried again "Help!" I finally yelled as loud as I could.

I heard the door open and the man came down. He kinda looked like a wolf. He walked over to me and slapped me.

"Shut up you're hurting my ears. No one can hear you." He yelled.

"Let me go!" I yelled.

He got in my ear and sniffed my hair. "I love hearing your breathing. I hope to God you're never leaving."

I kicked him away from me and spit on him. He slapped me again and went back up stairs.

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