Held Captive By My Future Love? [NovaHD]

Chapter 4 - Serial Killer

I turned and gulped, watching the room turn round and round as I became nauseous and stared at the door. What else should I have expected? I'm such an idiot, he probably has camera's set up everywhere and saw me snooping.

The door opened and there was James. He walked over to me and gently caressed my face, but then out of no where, his hand went back and then connected with my cheek and I was crashing onto the floor. For some reason, he started muttering to himself, saying something over and over again. He knelt down and held me in his arms, stroking my cheek. I was then placed on the bed and dressed by this stranger, who was taking his sweet ass time.

I can't understand anything that is going on anymore. Is he mad? Is he just frustrated? He had picked me up once again and placed me on his lap. I looked down at my arms, noticing bandages on them. I stare at the bandages to ignore the fact that James' hot breath is on my neck and I can't understand why. He grabs my chin and turns my head so that I'm facing him. Once I see him start to move in, I let my instincts kick in and punch him  in the face.

"What the fuck was that for?" James just looked at me, dumbfounded, but didn't seem to have any intention of hitting me back. His hands went to mine as he tangled them together and proceeded to kiss me. It wasn't a meaningless kiss though - James put all of his power into this kiss. I was shocked at all the emotions he was putting into the kiss, and I just stood still, with my eyes wide open staring down at his legs.

He pulled away slightly, still close enough to my face that I could smell his minty breath. I looked up at him, and he turned and leaned toward my ear. "You better kiss back if you know whats good for you." My ear began to get nibbled on, and those lips somehow made it back to my lips. James moved his lips slowly against mine and I started to move along with him. He gently took me off his lap and put me on the bed.

"Cuddling time."

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I woke up, moving around to see what was going on. I guess James didn't hear or see me, which is probably because he was sitting in the corner of the room, singing a song. I listened carefully, not recognizing the song. 

Wish I may, wish I might
Find my one true love tonight.
Do you think that he could be you?
If I pray really tight,
Get into a fake bar fight,
While I'm walking down the avenue.
If I lay really quiet,
I know that what I do isn't right,
I can't stop what I love to do.
So I murder love in the night,
Watching them fall one by one they fight,
Do you think you'll love me too, ooh, ooh?

I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, listening to James sing this song. Could it be about me? 

Baby, I'm a sociopath,
Sweet serial killer.
On the warpath,
'Cause I love you
Just a little too much.
I love you just
A little too much.

I got up and started to walk over to James and I tripped, generating a lot of noise. He turned his chair around and looked at me. His facial expression went from very happy, to very sad once he saw my face. That face, which looked like it couldn't hurt a fly, suddenly went back to the face of somebody who killed a woman in front of someone else. But, it wasn't exactly the same face, and that's when I started to back away.

"I can't treat you different than the others, Kev- uh I mean, someone who isn't relevant to this conversation at the moment, would be suspicious."

I looked him in the eyes as tears started to build up in my eyes. "W-what are you going to do?"

"I'm sorry."

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Title is the song title of an unreleased Lana Del Rey song, the next chapter will be too (I love the next one even more). Will the next chapter be the last? Not really sure, I hate life and life hates me, and I'm thinking of stopping this. I'm going to just write as much as I can. Sorry for errors, I don't have time to read it over.

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