"M-Michael?" I stuttered
He smirked then chuckled at me.
"You didn't think I would find you? Did you?" He smirked.
"I-I..." I was shocked. How did he find me?
His smirk turned to a serious and intimidating one. He started walking towards me in lo...
He grabbed my face with both his hands and kissed my forehead. His lips lingered there for a moment then he pulled back.
"I just want to go home." I sobbed.
"You are home."
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Please leave comments on what to write for the next chapter, I'm having wicked writers block. Thank you 😊
"You are home." The words kept repeating in my head over and over again. After I had hit him with a pan (smirks evilly) he brought us upstairs into his room.
"This is our room." He said as he opened the door to reveal the most beautiful room I've ever seen.
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"Our room?"
He smiled at me and nodded.
"I'm not sharing a room with you."
His smile instantly vanished which turned into an angry one. He gripped my wrists and threw me on the bed. He got on top of me and straddled my waist while holding my wrists down with his hands. "You WILL share a room with me. No ifs, ands, buts about it. You will sleep right there," he says as he gestures to the spot with his head. "and I will sleep right there." He gestured his head to the other side of the room. "Understand?"
I nodded. He grunted in approval and got off me.
"Now-" Before he could finish I kicked him in the head with my foot and bolted out of the room.
I ran down the way Michael and I came and headed towards the front door. I twisted the door knob, but it wouldn't open. I started to slam my palm and kicked my foot on the door. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!"
I heard footsteps stomping down the stairs so I ran into the dining room. The table had a medium length table cloth on top, you could see the legs of the chairs. I hid under the table and positioned my body to be laying on the chairs so he couldn't see me. I was laying on my stomach on the cushioned chairs and I could see his feet walking into the kitchen. The cloth was a beige kind of color so I could see Michael, but not that well. He was frantically looking everywhere for me. He walked to the wine cabinet and got a wine bottle out. He smashed it against the wall almost causing me to scream then he said, "Gracie... Whhheeerrree arrrreee yoooouuu?" He taunted.
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