It was silent. Too silent. Sometimes there's a good time for silence. Other times it's the worst thing ever, someone needed to speak. Just say at least one word.
"WHY THEM?" I lost my control. I needed to know. Why he had chose these certain people.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP. YOU DARE SAY ANOTHER WORD AND I WILL CUT YOU AGAIN AND AGAIN UNTIL YOU LEARN YOUR LESSON."
The blade was being held onto so tightly, the grip causing his hand to change from the pinkish colour of his skin to white. I was focused on that knife and only the knife. In my dream he had a gun, now in reality, it was a knife.
There was a knock on the door. My eyes darted to it. He whipped his head around to where the door was behind him, probably giving himself whiplash in the process, before he demanded the person on the other side of the door.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"It's me Samatha. What do you want us to do with Chris?" Chris... he said he was at home. He lied to me again.
"YOU FUCKING DICK. WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM? WHY HAVE YOU HURT HIM? THIS WAS ALL MY IDEA, HURT M——" My sobs caught my speaking off. I couldn't breathe properly. I looked down at the floor. My tears falling from off of my face down to the tiles beneath me. Hands wrapped around my hair, which was up in a casual ponytail, my head was pulled up with force. I screamed in pain. The knife was now right in front of me along side it's owner who looked as if he was ready to kill the next thing that dared to move.
He looked me dead in my eyes, his nostrils flared from anger. Sweat droplets forming on his forehead. Tears streaming from my eyes, I closed them. I knew I shouldn't have but it was my only option in hope of getting a response.
"Did I or did I not tell you to shut up? And you ignored me. Then continued to verbally abuse me by using such foul language in the presence of God? Your lover boy is fine. I'm not going to kill him. I don't want to kill either of you. I will just torture you until you learn your lesson young lady. You know very well you aren't allowed to be with them."
A/N
Who's the person torturing them?!? Oh my we got some good tea. Theres so much going on in here.
I hope Chris is okay, I actually like his character. Reminds me of someone. It's cute.
Love y'all
Peace out♥️ xoxo
*stream I am you for Chris"
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