The Darkness Within
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Ongoing, First published Jul 10, 2020
Mature
⚡⚡⚡***WARNING*** CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND DISTURBING SCENES, READERS DISCRETION ADVISED⚡⚡⚡


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'No more running away, no more looking over our shoulder, when mum wakes up then we'd finally be free....' Internally something inside of me was screaming 

'Don't do it!'

'Do it, let it all be over' 


        It took me a second to realise that he was now by my bed next to me, his eye's gleaming something that should have terrified me, but instead the mere excitement of freedom clouded my judgment, with a simple pat on the head he slowly brought his hand down to stroke my cheek with his thumb, before taking my chin in his hand to force my face to meet his. "Just say the word princess, and all of this can finally be over for you....."



       A simple google search claims that a psychopath is a person suffering from chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behaviour, but in truth you just don't know..... you don't know what they're really like until you get past the manipulation, get past the dead eye's staring back at you and the reckless behaviour. Encountering one certainly wasn't in my bucket list of things I wanted to do, but at the age of seven I'd caught his dead eye's, I had done something that nobody had done before; I stood up to him, glaring and said no, since then I hadn't known it but his one dream, his one desire was to own.... then break me.



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