Trapped
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I stare at the ceiling. Running the dark, deep, thoughts through my mind. I was kidnapped by a twisted man. I kept staring at the cold ceiling trying to figure out how to get out of this nightmare. His image came into my head. Dark emerald orbs as eyes, dark curls, and a deep, terrifying voice. If he wasn't this twisted, I would consider to like him. But I can't. He will always be the same sick, twisted, evil monster, that he is. But I was falling for his sick little self. Yet, He had another side. He never showed to anyone...He kept it hidden and locked like me... I wanted to go back to where I was. I wanted to be free. I wanted to feel the beautiful bright green grass. I wanted to see the beautiful sunset I always saw every evening. But I can't. "LET ME GO !" I shouted at him before. He shot a terrifying glare at me. "I will never let you go...." I ran those words in my head for the past days. The days turned into months. I couldn't escape. No matter how hard I tried. I was trapped.
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* * * * * * COMPLETED * * * * * * We laid together in silence, Harry running his fingers through my hair, me tracing the ink scattering his chest and abdomen. I could lay here forever... At least until my mind starts running wild. "What is this to you Harry?" I whisper, afraid to ask. I don't know where that came from, but I need to know. "What do you mean?" "I don't know... I just, I don't want to be another one of your girls. And I know whatever's going on between us is more than that, but... I don't know." I sigh. "It's only you, baby." Harry kisses my forehead. "I only want you, and it better be the same damn way for you. There's no way I'm sharing you." I smile to myself. That's what I needed to hear. "There isn't, it's only you for me too." ** © 2014 by angellwt_. All rights reserved. (WARNING: MATURE STORY) ********COMPLETED********

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