Hide and seek

Behave

"You are going to regret that, do you understand?".
Those 9 words sent chills through my spine. They were enough to make me run faster through the long hallway, checking the doors as I went.

Both the first and the second door I came across were locked. I sat on the couch and suddenly, some scary thoughts came to mind; What if he finds me?
I looked at the door across the hallway and wondered if it would be open too.

I shook my head at the thought but later decided that it would be better to go through the door, I wasn't sure how he would find it but I wasn't in position to ask questions. Getting in, I slowly closed the door and sat on the king size bed, looking around.

The king size bed was to the right side of the room, under the white rug that had some tones of pink, a marble floor, and a small chandelier hung from the white ceiling. Everything in the room was either white or pink, giving it an elegant look.

The footsteps echoed from the hall, getting louder by each step.
"Oh gosh, he will find me".
I ran and threw myself under the bed, covering my mouth as warm tears was running down my cheeks. It was my last chance to escape.

My heart beat sky rocketed as I knew death might be near. A smile of pleasure passed across his face, And seemed to linger there.
I suddenly became conscious that someone was looking at me.
"I don't particularly like hide and seek but I guess you do, little bitch". A firm voice began.

I heard every single step he took, he walked to the door and locked it. He began speaking once again,
"I can hear and smell you, little bitch....your heartbeats,your scent,your heavy breathing...You can't hide from me". He chuckled slightly, "Your Heart is beating pretty loud, you are terrified of me. One thing you should know about me, little bitch, is that I love playing games" His voice sounded kinda playful, he was enjoying himself.

I covered my mouth with my sweaty hands, knowing that it was too late to escape. I felt that I was growing pale. A curious sensation of terror came over me. I knew that I had to come face to face with someone whose mere personality was so fascinating yet so dangerous.

As I was squirming under the bed, I accidentally got a cut on me knee. I saw him walking closer to the king size bed, My tears dropping on the blood soaked floor and heart beating faster than words could explain. silhouetted by that one crappy light, He pulls me upright with such speed and force, pain shoots through my shoulder.

For a slender man, this strength is immense. My whimper turned into a gurgle Of fear. It was on the Tip of my tongue to ask why he was doing this to me but it's undoubtedly for revenge. His voice was low and garbled, Lacking fear. His face inches from mine, he tucked my hair behind my ears and held me by my waist.

"I can see the terror in your eyes...Let's play another game, shall we?".
He pressed his lips against mine and said,
"In my hand I have 3 knives, I'm going to throw each one at you. Once I throw the first one, you have 5 seconds to come out. When I throw the second one, you have 5 seconds to beg for your life and when I throw the last one, the time is up".

He was right, I was scared before, but now I was terrified. I was trembling, I didn't want to die; not here and now at least.
"Let's start" were the last words I heard before I felt an extreme pain on my knee. A loud whimper escaped my lips as I fell on my knees.

Tears began forming in my light blue eyes, and they fell on my cheeks. My leg started bleeding more than it should've for a scrape.
"So you're giving up, little bitch?".
He said softly.
I knew I couldn't handle another one, if one could cause this much pain, I would most definitely die once he threw the third one.

"Five,four,three,two,one" he calmly counted as he was sitting on a chair, a swish sound resounded.
Again, the pain shot through me and I was bleeding more than I expected. The knife scraped my arm this time.

It was official; I did not have a high tolerance for pain, the sound of pain escaped my lips once again. I put my hand on my arm to stop the blood but it didn't work. He sounded annoyed this time, "Four" he began again. "Three...Two". My whole body began shaking uncontrollably, the once white marble floor was now covered in blood stains and tears.

"If I count to one, you know what's going to happen", He muttered, irritated by my whining.
"Wait!" The words slipped through my lips.
"What?" Amusement has replaced irritation.
"I-I'm Sorry please! You can do whatever you want to me...But please don't kill me". His eyes didn't give any sign of anger nor forgiveness.

He just sighed and looked at me, "Be mine". I heard no regret in his voice, he patted my head and towered over me, making me feel even smaller. He looked at me and took a step forward, I leaned away. He paused before he took another step towards me, pressing his body against mine and running his fingers through my blonde and silky hair.

"You were given instructions and rules, you were meant to accept it whether you wanted it or not..." he spoke coldly and started caressing my cheek, "I will accept that you broke a rule this time but next time, I will punish you".
His hand stroked my cheek, and then drifted to my arm, my body shook in response of the light movement. He smiled slightly as he suddenly wrapped his hand around my neck, choking me lightly. He placed his soft lips on top of my wound on the arm, his warm tongue licked my wound lightly, making me feel a mixture of pain and pleasure.

A slight moan escaped my lips as my cheeks turned crimson red. He smirked and leaned forward, whispering to my ear as he was tightening the grip around my neck, "are you going to act like this for a simple thing on your arm?".
I froze as he placed his hand under my chin, slowly lifting my chin upwards. His lips traced my neck and trailed down to my cleavage, his warm breath grazing my pale skin.

His other hand made its way to my back and slowly found its way to my waist. His winger swept across my back, making me shudder slightly. He then held my waist firmly. I felt the heat onto his lips and knew that it would leave marks behind.
He slowly removed my shirt but stopped when I loud bang swept through the room and both of our attention went to the door.

"Sir" a polite voice began on the other side of the door.
"What is it?" He responded harshly.
"Have you told your new lady about the rules in this household?". She asked.
"I wasn't done but I guess it'll do.." He muttered, slightly irritated.

He sat in the bed and ran his fingers through his black hair. His eyes was light green and his skin was whiter than snow. He stood up and sighed, opening the door once again and walked out.
"Come here" He commanded me.
"I don't even know your name...",I mumbled as I followed him.
"That won't be your biggest issue" he sighed.