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efore he did something more dangerous than he had ever done in the past. He was out of his mind, a

me to the wall, with so much force and dexterity. He was going on about how much he couldn’t wait to keep my cor

,” I pleaded, thro

“You aren’t going anywhere,” He snapped, glaring at me wit

ouldn’t say what I saw,” I said, as my lips q

een, because by then, you’d be long dead,” He sai

t...I couldn’t die. Perhaps, I was living a worthless life, bu

on his face, unfeeling towards my incessant pleas for him to show

n usual, with fear pricking me all over. I couldn’t even find the words to continue pleading with him to spare my life, as my teeth ch

were quite good in bed. I’ll miss your cowgirl position,” He

er met someone as pathetic and hopeless as you,” I said, deciding against wasting the sho

essed, he intensified the pressure the knife had against my throat, and

staining my white dress, and tears filled up my ey

rd someone call, as if trying

ng repeated. I wanted to answer, but I was choking, as

oice called, this tim

on, with my hand around my n

ay?” The pe

met Kaitlyn's eyes, who looked at me, with worry

sigh, that showed how relieved I was that what I

now if you remember the date yo

e time?” I asked, packing my stuff

e twenty more minutes,” She said,

t inform me earlier enough?” I

to do that. I’m sor

no way I’m going to make it back home, and then, to the fancy restaurant he’s taking me to in time. I had hoped to go h

ot beautiful to be worn out on a date. I see n

ring down at the outfit, thi

take off the jacket,” She replied, with

d, then, took

slit just by my left thigh. Black silhouette heels graced m

oyfriend of four months. Although we had met each other in person about six months ago,

ill we couldn’t stay without having a conversation with each other everyday. We had a long distance relationship, which was blissful, and now tha

ers,” Kait

espicable maniac, who had died four years ago, and had no power to torment me like he used to in the past. I had put an end to that psych

ave your hair down,

d you?” I asked, giving her a small

hly all the way to my waist. The right part of the hair was tucked in nicely at the bac

h mascara on my long dark eyelashes, feeling thankful tha

d, smacking my lips, as I stared into the

inutes left,” K

traffic, of course. I might not be late, or I might be a little late. Not bad

uttered, with a

nk, and began to walk out of th

ate,” She cal

schedule for tomorrow via my email a

do,” S

the door behind me, deciding to take the elevato

ic, but ever since I was kept in a very dark room just waiting for the day I died, it became my greatest fear. It always f

ed in fear, I decided to just take the stairs, in case I

was about stepping into the elevator, but whose footsteps I h

will you?

pulling away from him. “I’m s

unwise to stay in the same elevator with him. Yes! I bumped into him by mistake, but was that enough reason for

s strong firm hand grabbed my wrist, making me halt

le gaze. He wasn’t smiling, and I could smell trouble looming, and the time ticking. My date was waiting, but I was stuck h