IN BETWEEN

~f o r t y s i x~

Don't worry about seeing your heart drifting towards me. I'll keep it safe.

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|Chapter forty six|

I was trembling by now. I really was. I closed my eyes shut, hoping that this was all a dream, actually a nightmare; I was fine with having nightmares but not at all fine with all this happening in real life to me, 'cause this was too much for me to handle.

I felt something hard against my neck and I realised it was a knife and I knew, that this was not a nightmare, this was actually reality.

"A-Austin....please. Just leave me."

I glanced down at that knife and a small whimper escaped my lips at the sight of it.

"Why should I baby?" His deep scary voice said.

"Because I did nothing wrong to you! So why do you want to hurt me?" I shouted on top of my lungs making sure that my neighbours might hear it and come here to rescue me. But I regretted when I did that, because he pushed that knife deep inside my neck making me scream in pain. He clamped his hand over my mouth.

"Keep your fucking voice lower. Otherwise I won't hesitate to fucking kill you!"

I shivered at that.

"Wh-what do you want from me?"

"You."

"What...?"

What the heck did he mean by that?

"I—" his voice got shut when his phone started ringing. He answered the call. "What?" I couldn't hear what the other person was saying but with what the situation was at that moment, I think that phone call meant something serious and he was too busy in listening to that other person that I decided to pull myself away from him.

I tried to jerk myself away from him but that only resulted in me getting more pain. The second I got one bit away from him, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back roughly, he gripped my palm and slashed the knife across it.

I screamed in pain as he shoved me away from him, down on the floor. I clutched my hand and scrambled away from him, my tears blurring the vision.

"Dare not fucking tell anyone about it." He eyed me for a few more seconds before dashing out of the house in a rush, like he was never even here in the first place.

Couple of sobs escaped my lips as I clutched my bleeding hand closer towards my chest making my blue sweater all covered in blood.

I somehow managed to get up from floor, locked the door from which he came. I held myself up with the little amount of strength I was left with and walked up to my room and bandaged my hand. I couldn't even register the pain clearly. My whole arm was throbbing with the stinging, harsh pain. My heart was beating so fast. It felt so bizarre and unreal at the same time. I closed my eyes shut and his words and what just happened kept repeating in my mind, again and again.

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Next day, I barely talked with anyone in the school. My ride to school with Cedric was also sophisticating because I just wasn't feeling safe even if I was with Cedric. Ryan, Mae and my whole gang inquired me about my hand and I just told them that I was slicing some onions and accidentally cut my hand in the process which they kinda believed it but Ryan and Mae were not sure about it. But thankfully, they didn't question it further.