Trapped or NOT

Trapped or NOT

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"Hi, My name's Faith, and I've got a story to tell you." That was the only way I could say it. I lost it all, every time we meet and I never understood his ultimate goal. My world was taken over and the tree us of escaped, but now they've found and came for us when she's the only one left. if she fails my world might die. All i have left from that world is this one little vial I carry with me, and it may be the only thing left to stop the darkness from taking over this world just the same. i was so sure she died, so sure I'd neer meet them again, but the time had come to reveal the secrets and i cannot lie any more. "Goodbye, forever." I can no longer walk away from the truth, but isn't this the best for them all? I thought if I lied, it would hide the truth, but now its come to this...I never wanted this, I never wished it to come to this, but I need you. I need your help!
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Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

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