twisted

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I woke up to the sound of birds tweeting away outside and cars driving past the house. I stepped onto the cold floor and began walking downstairs. Brad was nowhere to be seen so I was a little bit concerned. I walked into the kitchen to see a quiet brad looking at the table. I started !asking myself some tea whilst watching brad who still hadn't said a word. Once my tea was prepared I sat down opposite brad but still no reaction. I gently touched Brad's arm to see if he would lift his head but he didn't move a muscle. I decided to walk up to him and try and speak to him, I walked round the counter and whispered in Brad's ear to see if he would respond but he didn't. I rubbed his shoulder and kissed his head. Finally he lifted his head and there was tears in his eyes. I instantly comforted him and he just sat there. I fiddled with his hair for a while and rubbed his neck. "Lindsey I'm a psychopath​ and you know that, why are you still here?" He said whilst rubbing his eyes. I simply kept rubbing his neck and said "They shouldn't have bullied  you in the first place, you did nothing to them" I replied. Brad shot up with anger clearly on his face. "But I'm still a physcopath YOU BITCH" he screamed. I couldn't believe what I was hearing so I ran upstairs and locked the door. Brad was downstairs throwing and screaming things like "YOU BITCH" "GET DOWNSTAIRS YOU MOTHER FUCKING SLUT" I cried on the floor until I couldn't hear any noise. It was just to quiet until I heard brad stomping upstairs. He still sounded angry so I didn't unlock the door. I heard brad getting  closer so I backed away from the door. He fiddled with the door handle soon realising I had locked it "Lindsey OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR NOW OR I SWEAR I WILL SMASH THIS DOOR DOWN TO THE FLOOR" He yelled. I straight after screamed"No stay away from me". And just like that the door was hanging by the hinges and I saw brad more angry than ever. He marched over to me, in a way I was getting turned on by this kind of brad, he was demanding and I liked it. I stood up and walked over to him but he pushed I to the wall. He had a knife and he held it to my throut, I put my hand up against his jeans were I could feel him growing. Brad tried to remove my hand but I pushed him onto the bed were I was going to take control.

To be continued ❤

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