His Bed // H.S.

His Bed // H.S.

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"please...please, please don't do this." I cry out looking up at him. "i have no other choice." He pulls out a knife from his waist band, he walks over to me and puts it to my throat.
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I turned the knife from him so that he wouldn't try and ram into it, killing himself. Instead, he saw the position of the knife, that pointed towards me, and smiled the most sinister smile. "Thanks." He said and still rammed into me, driving the knife through my body like a knife through butter, igniting a sharp and brutal pain. My yelp was masked by someone behind us yelling, "NO!" *** Completed I will warn you: the beginning is super cringey but I think (in my opinion) it gets slightly better if you want to risk it I'd love to hear feedback on it so please comment!

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