He carrys me into the house and throws me on the couch.
"Why would you run you know I love you why!" he yells as he paces back and forth.
"WHY!!"
"I just wanna go home!" I say as I start to cry.
"Well you've got to learn to listen you'll be punished." he says as he grabs a pocket knife out of a drawer.
"No no I'll do anything please!" I say as I back away on the couch.
He walks up to me I fall off the couch and lays on top of me.
I try to get loose but it's no use he has my arms pinned and I just don't move. Soon enough I feel a sharp object cut into my skin deeper and deeper after it's all over my side has a sharp pain.
Dakota sits me up and grabs me a towel to clean up the blood after a while I stop the bleeding and bandage it up.
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"Come on let me show you to our room" he said as he held out his hand. I slowly get up off the floor and take his hand. We walk back the hallway into a room.
The room had a king sized bed, a flat screen TV and a balcony with a good view of the woods a bathroom and a closet.
He opens the closet and pulls out a red laced tank top and matching short shorts. He throws them at me. I walk into the bathroom and change. I walk out and Dakota's already in his boxers laying on the bed watching family guy. I didn't really know what to do so I just stood there. Dakota patted on a spot next to him. I try to lay as far away from him but he pulls me closer.
"Lay your head against my chest and cuddle with me until you fall asleep "
I do as he says. One thing that's weird I'm starting to love him I don't know if it's because he gashed my side open or if it's because I actually really love him. I don't know I'm still scared.
