Still Tuesday: 5:22 PM
I woke up.
Not really aware of my surroundings yet and then quickly remembered I was at Jons house. I turnt over expecting to see his face.
But I saw different.
It was Jon but, not.
His eyes were darker. His dimples no longer were at view.
And he smirked evilly.
My stomach did a few spins and my heart dropped into it.
"Morning."
He spoke in a dark voice.
I couldn't even speak. My mouth was so dry. I knew this wasn't Jon. "Oh come on. You look like you've seen a ghost." He said now sitting in an up position. I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do. Where is my Jon?!
"Uhh J-Jon, is that you?" I finally brought myself to speak. I sat at face level with his but, still not confident enough to meet his gaze.
"Not quite." He replied. "I'm Mox." Was all he has to say and I felt myself go pale. "I'm Jon but, more vicious. More dangerous. More scary. More heartless and last but, not least more sexy." He explained and ran a hand up my thigh. I froze.
"Oh don't be scared doll. I like you. Your face makes me wanna throw you in front of a bus and fuck whatever is left." He whispered and squeezed my thigh. I was starting not to breath a little.
I was scared.
He brought a hand up to my throat but, didn't squeeze. "I'm just here to protect Jon. His emotions are in over drive and that's why I'm here. You better not hurt him or tell him I'm here. Or I swear to God I will kill you myself with my bear hands. Mkay?" He asked, tightening his grip on my neck. "Y-ye-yes." I choked out. "Good." He said and then let go. He took one long look and me from up and down. "Sam would've liked you. He liked boys like you. All cute and innocent. I bet you a good fuck too, huh? All perfect looking." He said, making direct eye contact. I shivered. "W-were is Jon?" I Asked suddenly scared that this was permanent.
"Not far. Actually he's still here. He's just in my head. Don't worry I'll be gone by tonight. That doesn't mean I won't be back tho." He said and I swallowed hard. "So let's have some fun for now....."
I gulped.
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