A Little Bit Of Hell

We can still hear the banging and crashing, causing the closet to shake and tremble. "Get the fuck out, you fucking sluts!" He screams again, smashing what sounds like a window, or maybe the mirror. Whoever the fuck is out there is making so much noise my ears begin to ring. And as suddenly as it started, it all stopped. My breath hitches in my throat as I try not to make any sound. The sound I heard next, caused a cold chill down my spine. The closet doors creak open, and I pray to god he doesn't notice the trap doors on the floor. I hear a small chuckle. "Found you."

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*TRIGGER WARNING*
Don't read if you're easily triggered by~
Graphic violence, intense swearing, drug and alcohol references, references to rape, domestic violence, abuse, murder, suicide references and Stockholm Syndrome