On My Way.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU!" I scream into his face. Suddenly he snatched the knife on the counter and shoved it against my throat. "You what?" He asks, his eyes were cold and hard. I let out a shaky breath in an attempt to speak but my neck stings. I suck in a breath as he pushes it harder against my flesh. I slowly start to panic as I realize he could kill me. Pining my wrists to the counter he slowly puts it down. "Your gonna learn how to shut the fuck up. Trust me."