I was woken up to a hand caressing my bare thigh. When did I get undressed? I fully woke up once I inhaled the familiar stench of Christopher. I felt bile rise in my throat due to the soreness between my thighs. Oh my god. I quickly scrambled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. Once behind the safety of a now barricaded door, I allowed myself to shed tears. After several minutes of crying, I could hear the faint rustling of covers.
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Truth Behind My Terror
Mistero / ThrillerI woke up to blood dripping from the ceiling. Horror flooded my senses as realization hit me. Not again, please lord, not again.
