Gladiolus

Gladiolus

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I feel a gush of wind pass right through me. I hear the flicker of the light switch turn off and all of a sudden I feel an immediate sense of being paralyzed. I can't move, I can't talk, and, I can't scream. I feel like there's someone or something present behind me as I feel a cold breath on my neck. My whole body shivers in fear. I want to run and hide, but I cannot even move an inch. All of a sudden, I feel a sigh of relief when I feel like I can move again, but I was still paralyzed with fear. I slowly turn around and gasp to see a man a few inches away from my face. I can't really see what he looks like because it is pitch black in my room, but I can tell it's a man, showing by his body structure. I am about to scream until the man slaps his hand on my mouth, and with his other hand he brings his finger up to my face and I flinch automatically thinking that he will hit me for almost screaming but he puts his finger to my lips, warning me to be quiet. His hand moves away from my mouth and I felt a sudden pull toward him and for some reason, I feel like I trust him. Why was I feeling this way? I realize that he is doing something with my mind and it scares me to think what else he can do. "Hi Katrina. I'm Vincent. Look, I don't have much time and I know you won't believe me but I am a ghost and my mission here is to save you." He whispers. I frowned. "W- hat? H-how do you know na-?" "Katrina, I don't have time." He snaps. "I'll explain it all another time but I just want you to know that I am here to save you from your past." He whispers, his face inches away from my face. "What past? What are you talking about? I don't need saving." I say with a cold and bewildered stare. Vincent looks at me with worry, "Please Kate, you need to trust me before it's too late."
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"Let me leave" I growl trying again but he does it again, I quickly step the other side successfully getting round him. But just as I reach the door, his hand slams it shut I look at the door trying to control my anger. "Never, I'd never let you go" he says, voice slightly deeper and just above a whisper. I growled angrily at him and turn to face him, once again his eyes flash with emotions i dont understand. "What's the point in this Oscar, you clearly don't want me here, don't want me-" I started but completely gob smacked when he suddenly says. "Shut up!" My eyes widen as his did for a second before his eyes flick down for a second and I heard him mumble "that came out harsher then intended" My anger flares as I push his chest, it did nothing and he didnt move. "All I'll ever be to you is some broken, disgusting monster kid that doesn't do anything for you, so just let me leave Oscar. Let's say enough to this now" I snaps turning to try open the door. I was then suddenly grabbed and turned instantly, he pressing me hard against the door. "I dont find you broken nor disgusting" he growls, eyes flashing again before something seemed to flash in his eyes, a darker Oscar arrived and I was completely down for. "does this-" He suddenly grabs my hips and pulls them flash against his, pushing his front forward slightly. Something hard poked me, causing my face to redden. I gasp instantly when i feel him throb slightly, twitching as if he knew I was there. I felt him lean closer, his hot deep breaths in my ear causing me to close my eyes "does it feel like you do nothing for me?" He growls. His voice and actions cause a throbbing of my own to occur. He pulls back so we were looking into each other eyes "your far from a child iris and there's not a single day I've looked at you that way" his voice only seems to deepen. I felt a wetness build in my panties causing me to blush harder, his hands suddenly comes up and cups my face and I knew I was screwed.

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