this was based off a dream i had and my dreams are very, how do i put this, fucked up.
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i open my eyes and take a look at the unfamiliar surroundings. it is very dark, but i can make out a few pieces of furniture. like a couch, a table, a piano-
"ah look, my babygirl is awake" a deep voice called
i see a dark figure walk over to me. i was scared, but i didn't let on how scared i actually was.
a hand carcasses my face causing me to jump.
the guy chuckled "scared of me already?"
"n-no, the light was off and i-i didn't see your hand"
"i can fix that" he says
a light flickers on, lighting up the room.
i look at the guy that was crouching down in front of me. i didn't recognize his cleanly shaved face or hazel colored eyes. his chiseled features were foreign to me, but his stare was exhilarating.
"beautiful" he whispers, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear
i blush and look down
"i have one rule babygirl" he says
i look up at him and see him reach into his pocket, pulling out a pocket knife. he flicks it open and a blade pops up.
"if you try to escape or do anything like that" he pauses and gestures to the knife "i will punish you. understand?"
i nod and he smiles
before i knew what i was doing, i moved my hand towards his face. he flinched at my touch, but then smiled and put his hand on my cheek in return
we sat there, staring at each other.
i felt confusion and excitement rush through my body like adrenaline. he was bad and it was exciting, yet i was confused as to why i had feelings towards him.
"ethan" a guy said that looked exactly like the guy that was crouching in front of me "they have pictures of her everywhere and she's all over the news"
the guy that was crouching in front of me, i'm guessing his name is ethan, turned towards him "grayson calm down. i have everything under control"
ethan shifted his gaze back to me
"bro what if they find her and trace it back to us? we can't get caught. we can't" grayson yelled, freaking out
grayson continues to ramble, but i don't listen. instead i focus on the weird feeling of comforting him.
i stand up, catching both of their attention and slowly walk towards grayson. i stop in front of him and watch his eyes scan my body. i then wrap my arms around him, catching him off guard. he finally reacts and wraps his arms around me.
"don't worry" i whisper before letting go of him
"okay" he whispers back
i turn back towards ethan. his eyes are wide and his mouth hung open.
i felt a connection towards them, as crazy and wrong as that sounds.
i decided, in that moment, that i would rather live with them than go back to my boring old life. if i die, then u die knowing that i had a thrilling amount of time before it was over.
"ethan, i know how to end the worrying" i say, walking closer to him
"how?" he asks
i walk to the couch and sit next to him "give me my phone and i'll call my mom. i'll tell her that i wanted an escape so i ran away. she can't stop me, i'm eighteen"
he studies my expression "how do i know you're not bluffing?"
i smile "guess you'll have to trust me"
"fine, but if you don't do what i want you to do, i won't hesitate to punish you" he says handing me my phone
i turn it on and click on my mom's contact. she answers frantically and i tell her everything that i said i would. she cursed at me for scaring her, but understood and hung up.
i smile and walk over to the corner. i take a brick and smash my phone into pieces. i walk back over to ethan and straddle his lap
"do you trust me now?"
he nods, still stunned
i crash my lips onto his and he kisses me back hungrily "god, you're perfect" he whispers before smashing his lips back on mine.
i smile into the kiss, knowing i made the right decision.
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honestly, this is something i would do
