Jeff's P.O.V.

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(Jeff’s P.O.V.)

Where the hell does she think she’s going? She’s actually semi fast for a mortal human. I took off after her and grabbed her around her waist and pulled her back.

“Just where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“No where…just seeing how fast I could run.” She laughed nervously. The look on her face made her look like she just seen a ghost…for some reason I just wanted to hug her. What the hell Jeff? You don’t hug you kill. Still I instinctively wrapped my arms tighter around her waist and hugged her before leaning down so my mouth was by her ear and whispers “Raven your mine now. You’re not going anywhere”

“Please don’t hurt me…I’ll do it! I’ll help you kill someone just please don’t hurt me.” She started crying softly.

(Author's note. This one's kinda short guys I'm sorry I had like a LOT of homework last night. Tonight I'll write more. Love you guys ^_\\. Anywhore Vote, Comment, and Tell your friends about Trapped.)

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