One Big Misunderstanding

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"W-what are you doing?!" Shit I might die. "I- Th- Well- Uh- I can explain." He looks pissed off "Please do." How do I explain I watched him get undressed without sounding like a creep. "Well I saw you without a shirt and I saw this scar and well I was curious and so I wanted to see big it was and-" He sat up and sighed "Question did you see or hear anything else?" Should I tell him that I heard his phone call? I decide against it and shake my head. He starts fidgeting with his clothing and buttoning up his shirt. "Man, you need to control that curiosity, it might get you killed~" That sent shivers down his spine. He puts his hand on my cheek and boy is it cold. He leans in and whispers in my ear. "Don't worry, I'd never let that happen to you; you're safe with me, so promise me no matter what you see or hear that you'll stay mine forever~"  I don't want to say yes because thats not what I want, what I want is to leave and be safe, but if I say no then he might flip out or he wont give me a choice. I cross my fingers behind my back "I promise." He seems dissatisfied. Quickly he grabs the arm hidden behind my back and pins me to the couch. "Liar, liar. Oh how sad I feel you've broken my poor little heart. What did I do to deserve this?" I'm so scared. What is he going to do? What should I do? Then suddenly I have an idea. This may be stupid and a waste of my time but I have to try. Quickly I grab the blanket and trow it in his face this caught him off guard and he moved both his hands to remove it. This is my chance I fall the couch and run as fast as I can to bathroom knowing that theirs a lock on it makes me feel safer. After all I usually hide in there when I get in trouble. I slam the door shut and lock it just in time. I can hear banging on the door. "Miso~ I know your in there why don't you open it up so I can have a little chat with you? Come on brat open the fucking door!!!" After a few minutes the banging stops and I hear footsteps walking away. I wait a while and then open the door. That's the last thing I remember before I black out. 

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