Blooded Love

Chapter 4

I was still gazing up till now. Looking at the outside world from this window.

I can escape but what will happen to me then?... I'll die eternally this time. Wait... Aren't I the one who wanted to die. Why am I trying to live?- to survive? I totally forgot about it. Should I just kill my self?

To what I have decided in those short-alone-me moments.

I have planned to kill myself. I tried so many times but I can't. Time passes by, Fox noticed my plan. He noticed that I was trying to kill myself. 

I ended calling him Fox because he never really told me his name. Every time I call him he kinda smile.

Finally, He walks up to me and looked at me very depressed looking. What should I do?... Would he torture me again like he did to me in the dark and empty room?- Will, he hurt me again?- Will, he tries and kill me once again?-

He raised his hand at me and closed my eyes. What's this? Nothings hitting my face.

Am I just not feeling any pain or someth-

I looked up and saw his eyes with a sad and gloomy expression. I got totally confused now. He didn't hit me. He-

What... THE HELL! was that just now.

He started crying. Tearing up with my attempt of dying. ARE YOU SERIOUSLY THIS SOFT?!

I got frustrated. I don't understand. What's happening to him? This isn't the same Fox who kidnapped me and tortured me for I don't know how many Freaking years.

And then I realized that I slapped him. I was so confused. 

"Why are you making our condition more confusing. Aren't I the victim here? Why are you crying?" As I started to tear up from confusion. Shit- I started crying also.

What will he do know--

He quickly hugged me; grabbed my both arms with his big hands. He looked at me serious yet still sad and gloomy.

"I'm sorry of what I've done to you. I was Insane and lost control of this feeling I had in me. I really just wanted to kidnap you and make you mine but it... I got out of hand. I got way beyond what I expected." said the Sad and Gloomy Fox.

He held me again, tightly as he can and cried on my shoulder. I just didn't have the urges to let him, let me go from that tight and confusing hug.