The One Who was Left
- बार पढ़ा गया 30
- वोट 2
- भाग 3
जारी<5 mins
अंतिम प्रकाशन सोम, जून 8, 2015
I was alone. Left to remember the horrible thoughts that started this true nightmare. It was mad. I gave into fear, losing all my hope. My only friend, the rain.
सभी अधिकार सुरक्षित
सबसे बड़े कथावाचन समुदाय में शामिल होंवैयक्तिकृत कहानी अनुशंसाएं प्राप्त करें, अपनी पसंदीदा कहानियाँ अपनी लाइब्रेरी में सहेजें, और अपना समुदाय बढ़ाने के लिए टिप्पणी और वोट कर ें।
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He stalks toward me, calm yet predatory, a gaze of familiar intensity locking with mine. "Say you hate me," he purrs, his voice smooth as silk. "I hate you," I snap, venom in my tone. It's true-I despise him. But I hate myself more for how my body reacts. His yin and yang eyes glint with amusement. "That sounds so fucking good coming from your lips," he murmurs, pinning me to the wall, his inked body imprisoning me. "I love the way you hate me." "Go fuck yourself," I grit out, clenching my fist and swinging a skillful punch to his jaw, but in a heartbeat and with inhuman reflexes, he catches it and with gentle strength, he secures my wrists on both sides of my head. My breath hitches as he leans in, the hard bulge in his jeans pressing against my stomach. His breath is hot against my ear. "Fuck me yourself, coward."
Survive The Night
It was cold and dark. I had to find shelter. I saw an abandoned restaurant and thought that that'd be a nice place to wait out the storm at. Little did I know that I wouldn't be allowed to leave. Ever.पूर्ण
Beyond The Exterior
Before I could walk away completely, he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. My wrists were caught in his grasp as he placed them above my head. I tried my best to avoid eye contact with him, knowing that if I didn't, I'd fall under his spell. My face held a blank stare not trying to give him the satisfaction that he actually had an affect on me. His cool breath spread across my face while his eyes roamed over my body. "Why the fuck do you make it so hard for someone to like you?"I kept my mouth closed irritated that he was actually talking this way to me."How hard is it to show some consideration for others?" "That's rich coming from a nigga who when he first met me, didn't even shake my hand. You're an arrogant, egotistical, asshole, who thinks the only place for a woman is on your penis." "At least I'm not a self centered, power hungry, bitch." "Fuck you."Before I realized what happened, his lips were on mine. The sweet taste of mint gum was being absorbed by my taste buds. Coming down from my high, I pushed him away. Both of us touched our bottom lips looking at each other in confusion.पूर्ण
Behind These Walls
I looked at him fear soon enveloping me. My heart starts pounding, my palms become sweaty, I feel my face lose its colour as I become pale. I beg him to stop, I cry out in vain. I slowly feel my soul leave my body as I watch him take my innocence. I then become numb. "Ahhh... That was a good one." He says dropping his sweaty body on top of me.पूर्ण
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Bad is Better
"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.पूर्ण
AGONY
The day when the rain began the bitch said to be dead, I didn't know whether it was true or a lie but had no choice or traces but to assume that bitch was alive. Everyone pushed to believe that bitch was dead, killed, or else suicide. Police were investigating whether the bitch was killed or kicked the bucket, but some external things pushed them to investigate it. Whatever it was going to be, bitch's gone.पूर्ण
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She was sitting alone when I decided to walk up to her. She looked so beautiful with her red hair leading just above her breasts, not that I was looking there or anything... Her baby blue eyes shining in the sunlight, and you can see the happiness that she had sitting there in the midst of the forest. God did she look great. So anyway I walked up to her and sat next to her telling her how beautiful she was when i heard the awful sound of my alarm clock...पूर्ण
Restarting
There is a war raging within me, a constant battle between what I know and what I feel. My priorities became a blur after you happened, and absence never felt so real.पूर्ण
He stalks toward me, calm yet predatory, a gaze of familiar intensity locking with mine. "Say you hate me," he purrs, his voice smooth as silk. "I hate you," I snap, venom in my tone. It's true-I despise him. But I hate myself more for how my body reacts. His yin and yang eyes glint with amusement. "That sounds so fucking good coming from your lips," he murmurs, pinning me to the wall, his inked body imprisoning me. "I love the way you hate me." "Go fuck yourself," I grit out, clenching my fist and swinging a skillful punch to his jaw, but in a heartbeat and with inhuman reflexes, he catches it and with gentle strength, he secures my wrists on both sides of my head. My breath hitches as he leans in, the hard bulge in his jeans pressing against my stomach. His breath is hot against my ear. "Fuck me yourself, coward."
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