The Outcast

Chapter 10

Continued.

"Who the fuck was that?"

"That's my old friend."

"So where did you go with him?"

"He took me out for my birthday, what's the matter?"

He didn't reply.

I heard A knock on my bedrooms window like 5 minutes later. Wtf, I hope it isn't Charles.

Of course it was. This time he managed to bring himself in.

He just stood there looking at me.

"What the fuck was that? How could you do that to me."

"What did I do to you? We aren't even together."

His eyes narrowed and in no time his large hands were around my neck.

He's a freaking psychopath.

He whispered into my ear, "I told you you're mine."

"Remember that."

I then clicked back into reality. Does he really have his hands on my freaking throat? Huh. Momma ain't raise no bitch. I kicked him in the nuts and hit him a knee in his head. When he layed on the floor, I knew I was in control.

"Listen to me, I could get more crazy if you like. Never put your fucking hands on me again because I might just cut it off and stick it in your ass along with something else."

He smiled. Is he serious?

"Just get out."

He left saying the word, "I love it when you get rough."

What the heck.

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I called James over immediately after he left. James came as soon as he could. I asked him to stay with me for the night and he did so. How cute.