His Obsession

Eight

I slip on the outfit. (Attached)

I walk to the bathroom just as Cole's walking out, fully dressed. (Below)

"You look good in my clothes." He winks. I wanted to punch him, kick him, something but I had to play it cool, he had to trust me. "Shut up." I laugh, shoving him playfully. He laughs as he starts walking to his room. I quickly lock the bathroom door, immediately grabbing the journal and stuffing it into the front of my sweatpants. I brush my teeth and hair before walking out and towards Dylan's room.

"Ready?" Dylan stood in front of the mirror fixing his hair. I nod before speaking. "Yes Sir." He smirks, turning around. "Another thing, don't call me Sir in public okay? It draws too much attention." He snakes his arms around my waist as I shift uncomfortably. "What do I call you then?" My hands were on his chest, keeping us a safe distance from each other.

"Well, what about boyfriend?" He smiles. My eyes widen. "But, you're not my boyfriend?" He drops his arms from my waist, walking towards the door. "Well, I am now." I hurry and slide the journal between the mattress and bed-frame.

I follow him outside, the sunlight blinding. He grabs my hand, leading me to a black Range Rover.

He opens the door for me as I thank him, sliding in. Once he enters the drivers side, he pushes the keys in the ignition. The car roars to life as he pulls out of the drive way. For the first time, I see the house from the outside. It was way more gorgeous than I thought it'd be.

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Once we finally make it to the mall, Cole parks near the front entrance. He shuts off the engine as he starts to speak. "So, remember the rules right?" I nod. "Yes Sir."

This was it. Freedom.

"Remember the consequences if you don't follow them?" I nod. "Okay." He sighs, opening the car door. I open mine, seeing the packed mall in front of us. I feel Dylan's warm hand grasp onto mine. My eyes dart to him as he gives a small smile. The mall was packed, which would help me escape a lot easier.

After we stop at a few stores, I set my plan into motion. "I'm hungry." He laughs, still holding my hand. "We'll eat when we get back."

"But I'm hungry now." I pout. He nods. "Fine, come on." He leads me to the food court, right were I wanted. "What do you want love?" My eyes scan the many restaurants before choosing the most packed one. "Panda Express!" I smile. He smiles, as I follow him to the line. Once it was our turn to order, Cole brings out his wallet. "Can I have the kung pao chicken and some fried rice please?" The lady nods taking my order then looking at Cole. "That'll be all." He says, handing the lady his card.

Once we get our food, we sit at one of the tables. I automatically start digging in.

After about two bites, I stand up. "I forgot sweet & sour sauce." I walk up and into the mass of people shoving through them. Once I was all the way through I start running, knowing he can't see me. My eyes dart around the mall.

Security!

I run, grabbing the mans arm. "Sir, you have to help me! Please!" I tug him towards the bathroom. "You need to calm down." He says once we're in the bathroom.

"We need to hurry. I was kidnapped and he's out there right now. You need to call the cops now!" He puts his hands on my shoulders, trying to calm me. "Okay miss, let me radio in." I nod, panic engulfing me. He grabs his walkie talkie, talking into it. "Yes, we have a kidnapped victim here. Police need to be called as soon as possible, suspect is said to still be in the building." He pauses while the woman speaks through the device asking for my name.

Before I could answer, a blur flashes before my eyes and the security guard is up against the bathroom wall. Cole had his face in the crook of the man's neck as blood poured out of the area, soaking the mans white shirt in blood. Cole's head rises from his neck, as he gasped for air. My eyes widen as he turns around, blood covering his mouth and hands. I flee for the door and in a flash Cole blocks it.

"You just don't learn to you?" Around his pupil were blood red and veins formed below his eyes. His mouth dripped blood.

I did the only thing I could do; scream.