Story cover for Knock Knock by ch1llv1bes
Knock Knock
  • WpView
    Reads 8
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
  • WpHistory
    Time 10m
  • WpView
    Reads 8
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
  • WpHistory
    Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Jul 26, 2024
Thought they were nuts. Thought they were crazy. Those people trending online with headlines like "psychotic cult protesting at town square." Who would believe they were warning us? Who would believe they weren't insane? Who would believe their chant: "They walk like us, they look like us, they talk like us, but we can assure you...they are not us."
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Knock Knock to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Fatal Attraction: Falling into a Cruel love (Boyxboy) by KatieHartx
13 parts Complete
Why did he kidnap me? This happened 3 months ago. Many times I have tried to escape the clutches of his rough hands. Many times I have cried for help. But I need to get stronger in order to escape from him. Now, three months later, I think about this, but now my feelings are different. I wanted to kill him, to make him suffer the way he made me suffer. "Do it, kill him!" Is what I'm thinking. "Kill him and it will be over. I will be able to escape." The mask that was hiding his identity looks at me as I hold the knife to his throat. The whole time I been wondering why I didn't just slit his throat. He told me to do it, to finish him but I couldn't, I just couldn't. I couldn't hate him for the times he whipped me or raped me. I just couldn't. I looked at him holding the knife to his throat with a shaky hand. No matter how hard I try I can't hate him. No matter how hard I try I can't get the knife to slice Reidson's throat. Dropping the knife on the floor I look at his face. I couldn't see his eyes because of the white mask. Now the same hands that used to be so rough became soft and warm. He still beats and rapes me but I figured out why I didn't hate him for making me suffer like this with these same hands that hurt me so cruelly are now touching my face gently. I held his hand to my chest as I look at his masked face. His hand is stained with blood. My blood. I look at his face, I have fallen into a cruel love.
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
Suffering Among Flowers  cover
I didn't wish this gift cover
The Story of Her DISCONTINUED  cover
Whispers cover
Fatal Attraction: Falling into a Cruel love (Boyxboy) cover
KISS ME NOW cover
Almos cover
Save Me cover
Savior (a Andy Biersack romance) cover

Suffering Among Flowers

11 parts Complete

"I didn't kill him." I repeated the same line over and over again. He wasn't dead. I knew it. I know that he's alive. "I didn't kill him." He had to be out there, but it didn't matter now. They wouldn't let me out of here no matter how much I begged. "I'm not crazy and he's not dead!" I yelled out. No one answered. I began rocking back and forth. "I didn't kill him."