"What are you doing to me?" Derek hissed towering over me. I sat in the corner crying my eyes out and gasping, desperate for air. "Get out!" He screeched. When I didn't comply, Derek bent down and roughly grabbed my wrists. They burned under his touch. He dragged me out of his room and to the front door. He threw me down and glared. "Get out before I do something I won't regret" this time his voice was calm. I got up, held my aching wrist and stumbled out into the cold, dimmed corridor. I quickly turned back around to the door to face Derek. "Derek please" I whimpered. He slammed the door in my face and that's when my legs couldn't support me anymore. I fell to my knees clutching my aching heart. After all he did to me. He hurt me, pushed me around, and messed with my feelings but I was still crawling back for more. Into his trap. He was the predator and I was the prey. l should of listen to Adrian, for I was too deep into Derek's unhealthy love. I feel lost and no one can find me.