Why The Hood?

The End?

Slowly opening my eyes I look around while I lipped my chapped lips, moisture soaks into them as I try and wake my still half asleep body awake.My eyes wander around trying to find a familiar pair of eyes- His- He stares devilishly at me like I'm his prey. An earthquake of trembles enter my body, dancing viciously around every inch of my dirt covered skin. I sit quietly on this old rugged bed. My heart pounds out my chest, flashbacks pass rapidly through my mind. Fear engulfs the whole room. He feeds of my emotions, loving every second of the fear glowing in my deep, dark ocean blue eyes. Pits as deep as the ocean, filled to the brim with fear.

He strolls over gently, watching me like I'm the last piece of food. I can't be here with him again, my nightmares coming true right before my wet eyes.His rough pale hand reaches out in-front of my shy face, I try and shuffle backwards to escape his presence, but my back hits a hard cold surface, the concrete wall, making me jump into his hand. Gently caressing my face, I flinch as he passes over a cut of my head. I wasn't going to make it out alive. Not this time.

I wonder what the guys are doing. Are they looking for me? Are they worried?

Discreetly, I look around finding any possible escape route. None. A four walled concrete room, a single door headed upstairs. Nothing looked familiar, no familiar faces coming down the stairs this time, to save me. He stares at me, vividly- taking in every feature of my face, every scar and every wrinkle frown.

A pounding feeling makes itself known in my chest, my heart racing as fast as possible, this is my nightmare. The place where my nightmares come true. A crooked smile appears on his face, the same smile I lived with for years.

He stands up, slowly. Looking at me one last time before turning around and walking to the stairs. I make no effort to try and tackle him as my head throbs from the hit.

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Hours pass before i finally cry out for help. My plan isn't to escape anymore, it's to die . To escape from his hell.

He comes back in watching everything I do, in case I try escape. I'm weak, and I can't compete with him.

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Day turn into weeks, weeks into months. There's nothing to do apart from curl up and wait for this to be over. I gasp for any type of water, any food, or even a way out. And so I plan, crawling my pathetic body up the stairs,I hide behind the stairs. Waiting, I hear him open the door, seeing his body, I push him towards the bottom of the stairs watching him go thud. I sprint as fast as I can through what looks to be a hoarders house. Everything is everywhere. I grab a bottle of gasoline spraying it all around him. I strike a match and drop. He stands being engulfed by the flames. Turning I try and run, but something holds me back.

Him, he holds onto me dragging me into the flames, burning flashes over my body. We both get hold down by flames, drowning us.

Flames.

They cover my eyes and everything in their path.

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HEHEHEH I think this is how ima end this book ^~^ ima defo b doing a sequel as there's so many unanswered questions.
I hope u all liked it 🥺
-Abi