In the Hands of Sin - Choose Your Own Adventure!

Brains

you act as if you are about to do as he told you before kicking him in the shin with all the strength you've got. he topples backwards.

this is your chance. you run for the stairs, darting up them as quickly as possible. when you reach the top of the stairs, a door stands before you. reaching for the doorknob, you try to turn it.

it's locked. you start violently shaking the doorknob, pounding your body against the wooden door with your weight. it isn't long before sin is behind you. you turn to him, shaking your head.

"you little shit," he grabs your ankles, making you fall flat on your ass. you gasp in pain from your tailbone hitting the stair.

"please, no, I'm sorry," you beg, repeating yourself. it's as if he doesn't even hear you and he begins dragging you back down the stairs, your back thumping on each one. your back being bruised is the least of your worries right now, it's the pain that's shooting up your spine that's flooding your ability to think.

sin pins you down to the cold, concrete floor as soon as he reaches the bottom of the staircase. you feel the hot tears pouring down your face as he looks down at you in disappointment.

"do you not like me? you said you liked me," he stares you down, awaiting your response. you just pant and cry as his gaze moves over you. his expression changes suddenly and you feel your blood run cold.

"you scare me, but," you struggle to speak, "I really enjoyed talking to you at the club. you're different."

"different in a bad way?" he breathes on your face and you wince.

"no, no! sin, please. I," you gulp dryly, feeling the lump go down your throat.

"you what?" the pale thin male says as his grip on your wrists tightens, his knee between your legs.

SAY YOU LOVE HIM - go to Your Truth or Your Lie?

STAY QUIET - continue here

your silence says enough for him to understand. his hands gently cup your face as he looks down at you, almost like he was trying to make you feel loved before changing up on you.

"you're just like everyone else. you're a fucking LIAR," he shouts at you and you feel his fingers dig into your head. with only seconds to spare, he begins slamming your head against the cement floor. you cry out for help with a curdling scream on the first slam, but moments later, your brains are splattered on the floor as he relentlessly smashes it whilst murmuring slurs under his breath.

sin scrambled your brain.

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