threats and kisses

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Amy pov 



This bloody handsome stranger is not keeping me. I remember al the times my parents would beat me for thinking of running away, Double from Mom when she would use her cuff on me to make the beatings easier. They would get even angrier if they ever had to put in  any effort to uncuff me after the beatings. I can feel my wrist tingling painfully from recalling those horrible  memories.

"Your going to regret it if you don't let me go right now! I'm sorry for breaking in, but you can't keep me here!" I screamed as I tried to get out of his hold.

"You are not leaving till you tell me why you are here in the first place. If your good, I'll share something nice with you." The man purred as he cuddled me to him.

The action is so foreign I just go still. I think the last time I received any form of physical affection was from Micky. My brain just didn't know what to make of it and the rest of me stiffened.

But the thought of him calling my Mom terrifies me. I don't want to tell him and I no longer want to be here. What ever courage I had before I passed out is definitely gone now. Before I could try scratch my way to freedom my stomach let it self be known in a very lady like way.

"How about we get you something to eat first. I have food in my truck." He mumbled as I was able to get my hand and pushed his face away from me.

"Nope!" I tried struggling again, but instead of releasing me like he should. He just chuckled all sexy like. Chuckling is not supposed to be sexy! Narrowing my eyes at him as he contine to laugh like this was funny.

It is not funny! Damn it!

"Come on, kitten lets settle down. You are so cute when you're mad." The guy said with to much fricken cheer.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 14, 2017 ⏰

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