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Hide Away

melissa_coolness

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Parts 31
Time 2h 9m

Reads 768
Votes 127
Parts 31
Time 2h 9m

melissa_coolness

Mature

josh kat parents romance step

Katherine/Kat ran away at the age of thirteen. She lives in an abandoned building and works at a diner as a waitress. Joshua/Josh finally ran away. The police are after him and he has nowhere to go. 

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I'm heading towards the diner when I see a guy who looks like he just ran a marathon and looks super scared, so I went up to him and before I could even open my mouth, his eyes widen,  he grabs my hand and runs into a side alley and hides us behind a dumpster. I was just about to ask him what's going on when he shakes his head, gives me a pleading look and puts a finger to his lips silently asking me to be quiet. Not even a minute later, I hear the sound that I am too familiar with. The sounds of a cop car. I stiffen. Once I know the car is out of sight and the sirens are long gone, I turn around to ask him if he's ok but once again he silences me. 

"What's your name?" He asks. 

I hesitate before answering"Kat, what's yours?" 

"Josh" and before I could even think of a reply, he is running down the alleyway and out of sight. I was about to go after him but I knew I couldn't. Even if I tried he was probably out of sight by know and anyways I'm already late for my shift and I can't afford to be any later than I already was. While I was working I tried to push Josh to the back of my mind but it was nearly impossible. I had so many questions. Why was he running? Why did he look so scared? Was he running from the police? Is he in a gang or something? Was it just a coincidence that the cops were there almost the same time he was? Why can't I get him out of my head? Something tells me I'll be seeing Josh a lot in the near future. 

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A living THING by SBany89

"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs. He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again. "Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.

Lord Vicnan by Miya_ibro

" you will be fine," he says before letting go of my hand and about to leave. I didn't even realize when my body reacted. Jumping to a standing position I caught his hand. Immediately I felt that electricity once again. What is this? " you need something?" "Who...who are you?" Throwing my question, There was a long silence between us we stood staring into each other's eyes, and I notice he was debating what to say or how to say it. Is it that difficult to answer such a question? " someone who brings you evil and sorrow," he said making me confused. Slowly taking his hand away from my grip he turns to leave once again, but I stopped him again " ok, can I at least get your name?" " you won't be needing it" he slowly turns to leave" also. Stop getting yourself in a complex situation " with that he vanished into the crowd. I turn in confusion to see the bartender wasn't even paying attention, no one was. No one saw what just happen. Who the hell is that man?. Cleopatra is a young surgeon who recently list her job and her mother. She tries to figure out what her next step in life will be and feels completely lost, Until a strange man appears in her life. Saving her not once but twice. Who is this man? Or what is he? She knows very will that he was nothing human and as days pass, She finds her self growing more curious about this man. Not able to forget those unique purple eyes, the need to see him. If a force pulling her. Who is he? What is he? How can she find him?

Moving In by _CallMe_Crazy

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New Girl by flowerchildDF

"You dropped this." I heard a husky voice say. I turned around to look at what I dropped and realized it was my schedule. I gasped. Damn, I would have been fucked if I'd lost it. I guess I didn't put it in my bag... I looked up to thank him, but ended up not being able to find my voice. He's really attractive. Drop dead gorgeous attractive. Hot. He has brown hair that is spiked up in a messy way and shiny chocolate brown eyes that are hard not to stare at. His jawline was firm and he is extremely tall compared to my 5'3" height; he seems like he's 6'1". He looks in good shape -- the white shirt he was wearing showed off his broad muscular chest. He wore a leather-mans jacket from the school over the t-shirt, with black denim jeans, and converse. I swallowed. I snapped out of it and took the paper forcing myself to say "thanks." However, he walked away before I even finished. OK... he obviously isn't interested in the 'new girl' like all the other students are. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Out of all the guys that have hit on me in school today he is the only one that has caught my eye -- bad news is that he didn't even bother. "You know him? I'm surprised the cheer-bitch hasn't threatened you yet." Jessica said, her face showing shock. "Um, no I don't know him... and cheer-bitch?" I frowned confused. "She's his ex-girlfriend, but considering she has such a small brain that is a size of a peanut, she won't leave him alone. I mean like seriously, EX; has she not heard of that quote, 'Thanks for the EXperience, Our time has EXpired, now EXit my life.' She is one clueless bimbo. Then again who would leave him alone he is S-E-X-Y!" I laughed. "I am going to love being your friend." I said while I looked back to where he had headed a while ago, but I no longer saw him. I sighed disappointed.

Just another player... by DreamSmp_Fan107

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Unlikely by art_lovin_ary

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Broken Pieces by SMC_547

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In the Arms of Danger by Btsfan_4eva

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Drake's Kitten (completed) by Yellow1017

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A living THING

"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs. He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again. "Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.