"Do not question me. I shot him, get other it or you will be next"
His words wouldnt leave me. It was all I could think about. I couldnt help but feel terrified of the man who was just a few minutes away from me.
Even at the beginning, I wasnt this scared, maybe I was but I never felt it.
The fact that only a few hours we were laughing and having fun together and now he was shooting people, it just terrified me on how quick he could change. I had never seen him like this before, sure there was the occasional moment but never like this. I knew he was a mafia leader but it had all become so real.
Will he kill me?
Of course he will, I'm nothing to him.
I'm nothing to anyone, I dont even have a family.
Did I really expect him to feel any positive emotion towards me when no one else has.
I guess at some point I developed a liking towards him, I thought that maybe just once I would have someone to card for me. I cant even remember what that feels like but I'm pretty sure it doesnt involve threatening to kill them.
I couldnt help it, the tears started to pour out and soon I was sat crying on the floor.
I think it hurts more because he was nice at first unlike everyone else who treated me like shit right from the beginning.
Ik its short but I quickly got it out as I havent written in a while.
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His Girl
RomanceNeglected,beaten,tortured. All words that describe 18 year old Harper. Her parents sold her at the age of 4 to the slave traders. Now 14 years later she is almost beyond repair. Her hopes of escaping have long been forgotten. She is but a human robo...
