dancing cold~

Be ashamed

TW// BLOOD. Its nothing bad, but just incase. Lol its just a knife thing. So yeah anyway enjoy.
P.s if you can plz interact with the story lmao. I wanna be able to communicate with you guys. Thanks :)

Y/N POV

"Excuse me, miss?" Says a voice in the distance. I look up confused.

Its the receptionist.

"I'll be going on my lunch break. So if you see anyone comes in, can you tell them I'll be back momentarily?"

I pause, "uh, sure." I nodded slowly, now agreeing to his deal.

*15 Minutes later*

I stare at the same paragraph in the same old magazine,not even really reading it.

At this rate I'll be able to restate the whole thing word for word.

After an hour on almost complete silence, the sound of the front door opening intervenes that.

I look up, my face going pale instantly.
I stand immediately, quickly placing the magazine down.

Its david....

How did he know where I was, I swore i turned off that tracker months ago...

He looked around, continuing to walk towards me. I stumble a bit, fear instantly appearing, slowly backing up. Only to be disappointed and hit a wall.

"Now listen here you little shit..." he warned, with his raspy voice.

It wasn't his words that shook me to my core, it was his actions.

I cant even count the number of times i've been threatened with them. In this "relationship" I have no power either, no voice, no say so. I was helpess and he knew that ALL too well.

"Now GET YOUR ASS IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW!" He continued to yell and me, I'm flinching with each word spoken.

I stood there paralyzed, shaking with fear.

He reached for is right pocket. I knew damn well what was gonna happen.

A sharp blade appeared, nearing cutting me as he pulls it out.

It wasn't a huge knife, no, but he sure the hell can mark on you if he strabs you hard enough with it.

There's been countless times I've tried getting it from him too. But I've never gotten a clear chance too. He's always has it with him. Always. I can't think of a single time I've seen with without it.

He always had it ready to be pulled out too. And there's no good outcome when he does.

"Can't you fucking hear me!" He yelled, leaving my left ear now ringing. He pulled the knife closer to me, his other arm slamming onto the wall. Leaving me nowhere to go.

I really wish the nurses didnt go on lunch now...

As defeat started to set in. I put my head down. Leaving David with another victory.

David chuckled a bit, grabbing my jaw bringing it to his eye level.

" Like i said, I thought you'd be smarter by now then to test me..."

I'm still shaking, tears flowing down my face as he continues to speak.

"Now you know I can't just let you get away with this right..."

David looked at the knife then back at me. Meanwhile I'm shaking my head with what power I have left.

David smirked. "I love the fact you think you have a say so in this."

He positioned the knife at me cheek.

Slowly dragging the blade down my face. I screamed in pain. The burning was unbearable, blood rushing down.

The room became more blurry to me,as the blood rushed down my cheek bone. Suddenly I see a blurry figure to my right, standing near the door frame.

"YAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

Said the blurry figure, slowly becoming bigger. David grabbed my wrist yanking hard, pulling me quickly away from whoever this person was...