Going with the game

Pleasure or Kill

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Stormy's POV

If you think about it, life isn't all rose pebbles and kittens.. It's more like poison ivy and killer wasps. You think things are all happy and perfect, like your favorite black shirt and bleach.

Me being the black shirt and Harry being the bleach, when the bleach comes in contact with the shirt it ruins it completely and you have to throw it away. When will I be thrown away?

I found out what pleasure or kill meant.. It's Harry's favorite game..

"Here's the game" Harry started "it's like hid n' seek" he rubbed his hands together walking in fount of me.

"You either let me pleasure you right off the bat, or you hide, You have the choice of hiding, they've all chicken out and hid first" he said remembering with a smirk "when you hide I give you 3 minutes to hide.. If I find you I get to do anything I want with you in the time periods found you"

"What do you mean by time period?" I asked

"How ever long it takes me to find you" he resounded

"And if you don't?"

"If I don't what?"

"Fine me"

He turned around quickly and have me a torching look and shouted "I will find you! NOW GO"

It took me a second to relies what he meant but I released and ran down the stairs as the door shut behind me. First I went into the kitchen and thought I'd trick him like I did as a kid to my friends.

I opened the cubby by the fridge and took out some pots and put them in the sink making a noise hopping he heard, I shit the cubby and quietly went to the living room.

There's a little space under the stairs that I'd Barely fit into but opened it a little bit so it looks like I got in there and couldn't shut it.

Next to the stairs was the basement door, I opened it and turned the light on to the stair well and shut the door.

I turned around and saw the closet, opening it and moving the coats around I saw a vent there and decided to hide in there. I took the vent cover off the wall and shut the closet door leaving the light off. Holding the vent cover between my legs I jumped a little and squirmed my way up the vent, it was about 5 feet off the ground.

Once I was in it I crawled my way down about 10 feet where there was a space for me to turn around. I grabbed the vent cover from my legs to my hands and wiggled back. Reaching my hands out I fixed the coats and placed the cover back over the vent.

Scooting back a few feet away from any spaces I laid my head down on my arms listing and waiting. Minutes passed before Harry came down the stairs

As I heard a few grunts from Harry he spoke aloud from the kitchen "oh I see, setting me up, making me think somewhere you aren't" he chuckled "sure, I won't find you" sarcasm was fulfilled

As he I'm guessing checked more places minutes after minute passed and I found myself sweating and starting to breath a bit heavy so I quietly moved down more and turned down a vent for better air

"You're quiet the hider" he chuckled looking around. I put my head back on my arm and sighed, this is going to be a long day... Because if he finds me he gets a hell long time.. But if he doesn't find me.. Then what happens, what if he gives up?

It was quiet, I haven't heard his steps for a minute or two "found you!" He shouted which made me jump, he shouted that from a different room.. He didn't find me he just did that to see my reaction.. Douche. "Aha. Closet? Is that where you're at?" He chuckled

I was in the vents next to the kitchen.. I honestly doubt he'll even think to look In the vents. Or at least I hope he doesn't think to look in the vent..

I could hear his low mumbles but couldn't put words to them, if he's smart enough he'll let the dog in here to smell for me but don't think he's thought of that.. What's the point of pleasure or kill. Should be called run or rape.. Much better.

As he left the closest, well I guessed he did, I scooted my way around quietly. In the matter of 3 minutes I've traveled about 10 feet, my arms began to hurt so I couldn't scoot them and began to pick them up as I scooted.

I had found myself at the air conditioner at the back of the house, you can see out a little from all sides, the whole being larger than the actual conditioner. I peaked out, good timing I'd say because as soon as I peaked Harry came out of the back door.

As usual, my heart pumped and my body shivered.. just the smell of him began to make me sick when I'm in the distance of him.

I saw Harry walk from the porch with the big dog following, to the lake. The view use to be beautiful.. but with Harry In the way, it was hidious. They walked out, he made sure the little paddle boat was still there, checked the tree and the water surrounding, to make sure there wasn't a disturbance in the water waves.

He put his hands on this head out of frustration and they followed down to his eyes. His body fell to the ground and he set his hands on his chest, and the dog layed next to him.

"Should I just let her go? They're going to find me soon.. I know what they do, I don't want her to go through that.. it's a million times worse then what I put her through." Harry spoke, I'm not even sure if I heard him right. I'm about 15 feet from the ground and about 50 feet from him.

He said something else but I began to think and missed it, catching 'damnit' and a sigh. He jumped up and ran towards the house.