"I never say that I love you. You are the one who feels that. Stop it. I wouldn't -..." He kissed me harshly. I can feel everything, his emotions. Madness and disappointment. He was mad. Very mad. And I, I just felt frustration when he kissed me. This is a mistake. Big mistake.
"Shut up." Told him when he kissed me. "Can you just shut up?!! And accept everything." I tried to push his body. His scent was so toxic. I hate his scent so bad. I cant pushed him because he was too strong. He smirked like he won something big. He kissed me again, tried to used his tongue. I gave up. I kissed him back even myself don't want to but some of myself so desperate to kiss him back. I let him did whatever he wanted. He is always a pro kisser, I admitted that. His hand was in my neck, stroking slowly made my body limp, I can't push him. And it's my fault.
He stops his kissing and then looking at me with his hand touched my bottom lip slowly. I swear I can't breathe and my own eyes try to ignore his deep stare that full of obsession. But he didn't let me run away from his sight.
"Good." He was smiling when he said that. "Good, Doll. Just accept me. You can't hide when I m still alive, Doll. You are always mine. In the past, present or future. I'll make you mine. And I don't accept rejection from you or from the world." He pecked my lips. And hugged me." Hug me back doll." I hugged him with tears in my eyes. This was a mistake. And that was the last time before he disappeared from my life.
I open my eyes. My eyes are trying to find something. Something? I don't know what I try to find. The sun maybe. It's already morning. I wake up and signing. That was a nightmare that won't let me enjoy my life. That never give up to haunt me even in my sleep. I hate it. And it's my fault. Everything is my fault.
I walk and standing in front of my mirror. Big mirror. I see myself.
"Not you again asshole," I said." Just leave me and let me live with my life." I fall down. My legs can't lift. This is fucked up. Almost 3 years and he never stop haunting me in my dream.
I am still running away and hiding from him. Am I coward? Yeah. Whatever.
