Bow ties and Soufflés

Turning roads

The next warm morning, I had managed to pull myself out of my warm and comfortable bed once again. Soon after getting dressed into a black knee lengthen shirt and a blue off shoulder top, I headed outside of my room and made my way downstairs to our cozy kitchen. Coincidentally, Chris was making a cup of coffee as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs. I wasn't attempting to be quiet when I walked down so he noticed me coming down. "Jenna, come here." He said with a droning tone and a sly smile. I was telling myself not to go to him, but curiosity got the best of me. I slowly walked towards him with caution as I neared him. A thousand thoughts filled my head . What could he possibly want? What's he going to do? I stopped walking and waited for what he wanted. "What could you possibly want?" I said briskly with a tone of attitude. He only laughed and stared at me and then proceeded to talk. " Come closer." He whispered drawing me in until I had no choice of whether I wanted to or not. Chills were sent down my spine as he grabbed something behind him on the kitchen counter. I stared with great intensity as he pulled out a sharp knife towards me. My heart started to race, sweat started to form on my body. "Do me a favour." He responded. I was filled with panic and worry as the knife was held closer to my neck. "What do you need?" said while straining my words. " Kiss me." I quickly thought he was bizarre and suddenly shook my head for a response of no. The knife had more pressure applied against my thin throat Where are you Matt when I need you? My breathing was slowed from the pressure of his hands and knife around my neck. It didn't't cut me but soon I couldn't breathe. Everything fell dark.

Sorry everyone that I was not active for a looooong time. I kinda forgot about this story so I will try my best to keep writing it. What do you think about the story so far?