Mine

(9)

          Obsession can be deadly.

             

    "Betrayal often happens from those we trust the most."

Two months later

"Babe?!" I yelled as I threw my keys on the couch and slipped out of my heels. It was yet another tiresome day at work and all I wanted to do was lay in his arms. I heard loud groaning and I scowled, going to his bedroom.

There he was, doing what he did best. "Can you even go a day without sex?" I hissed, seeing his face turn into a tomato.

I growled at the guy as he chuckled sheepishly and hopped off of him, gathering his clothes. He left in a bashful manner, his face lit up with scarlet.

"Jesus man." I groaned, the stale stench of sex warped in the air. I ripped the sheets of the corners of the bed and balled them up, preparing to wash them later. Again.

"I'm sorry." He laughed in the most unapologetic way so I slapped him upside his head. Why was he being so childish?

"Idiot."

"Oh am I? That's why you won't get any cuddles." That made my anger and disgust turn into lividness.

And a tiny bit of fear because c'mon, his cuddles gave me life.

"Fine. I didn't want your cuddles anyway. You reek of failed orgasms." I stifled my laughter as he put a hand to his chest, feigning hurt. I just hit a low blow.

"I'll have you know that I never have failed orgasms, princess." He scooped me up by my legs and carried me into my bedroom, me yelping the entire way for him to just take a damn shower.

"Micah, seriously! Get your sweaty chest off of me! Go shower!" He laughed again. "Only if you let me cuddle you when I get out. That's fair, right princess?" I rolled my eyes. "Fiineeee. It is."

He kept laughing and I thought he would never stop suffocating me but he did eventually get off, him casually walking to the bathroom.

"You had better do it too!" I hissed and he laughed loudly before I heard the shower cut on.

A few moments pass and I hear knocking on the door. I wasn't getting up so if it was just a bill collector that could come back later. But the knocking was persistent and getting louder, it wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

"Yo! Someone's at the door!" I called out, already underneath my burly covers. "Can you get it?! Pleaseeee?" Was he crazy? I had just gotten comfortable. "Thanks babe!" He yelled again, which meant there was no room for discussion. I groaned as I angrily threw the covers, marched towards the door and snatched it open.

Honestly, I really was looking for a Jehovah's Witness I would politely tell off. But what came face to face with me was much more surprising and frightening, might I add. Before I could let out a blood curling scream, a knife was pressed at my throat. He leaned in, a voice I thought was way too close whispered raspily in my ear.

"Don't you make a sound, sweetheart. I'd hate to cut that pretty little neck of yours. We're going on a drive." Faster than I could think, I was dragged back from my own house and shoved into a car trunk.

Where was Micah?! The one time I actually needed him and he wasn't there. Of course. I hadn't even known this person and yet here he was kidnapping me. Do you know how fucking stuffy it is in a trunk? I guarantee you, this dude hadn't the slightest clue.

He drove for fifteen minutes, at least. Man if he, as in Micah, had just opened the door maybe, just maybe I would still be in my bed. The car stopped and I heard hushed talking.

When he finally let me out, I saw an eerily familiar face staring back at me. The man had shoved me down onto the dirty pavement so that I was on my knees and wasted no time with it either. I wasn't sure why though. I didn't want to know..

I looked at my even more familiar surroundings and thought no way in hell is this happening. But it was. Everything in front of me was real.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me. The police can't even keep you from me." I grumbled aloud wondering why. Why me? "Nice to see you too, beautiful."

Oh God this was happening... This wasn't some nightmare I had to wake up from, no. He was standing in front of me...

"It's good to have you on your knees. You thought you could just quit and get a restraining order and that everything would go back to the way it was, right? You're more stupid than I thought." He laughed. If my hands weren't bound I would totally face palm.

What a great day to be alive, isn't it?

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Oh GODDD I am terrible I know. First I take forever and then the chapter is short as fuck. You hate me ikik. But I love all of you. I promiseeeee I will try to update more, k? K. Buh bye.