Chapter 4

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Without further a do… Chapter 4 )

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The dim light glinted off the man's knife as he stepped closer.

I'm going to die.

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SPOV

I'm going to die.

The man stood with his back against the wall now, watching me from a far. But then he shrugged off the wall and moved closer.

These will be my last moments on earth.

The man stepped closer and all I could do was crawl backwards until my back was against the wall. Not that the wall would stop him from hurting me. I couldn't stand up and run even if I wanted to.

Why does everything hurt so much?

He stepped closer still, testing the sharpness of the blade on his finger. A single drop of blood fell to the floor, and he sucked the rest of the blood off his finger.

I'm going to die.

He took another step, so slow it was almost painful to watch.

I want my Yuki. I want to see him one more time. I want to hold him close.

He stepped again. Only a couple more feet.

Yuki I need you.

And then… he took a final step. A step that brought him right in front of me.

My heart was pounding in my chest and my breath came out in gasps. The word panic attack came to mind but I didn't have time to think about it. The man crouched down in front of me.

He held the knife in his left hand, which hung by his side. He went down to a more comfortable position on his knees. His right hand reached out and I didn't have the strength to flinch away.

Just let it be over. Just let him do what he came to do. Please just let it be over soon.

His right hand lightly brushed my hair out of my face. His touch was so light I almost didn't feel it. It was like he was afraid he would break me.

I'm already broken.

I looked up and met his gaze. Hoping…praying that it would be kind and gentle.

Cold eyes starred back at me. But…they were different then the other two men. His eyes weren't full of lust. They were calm, calculating. Watching my every movement. And so, so very cold. They seemed to look right into my soul.

Then his right hand moved up my face, slowly up my jawbone. Along my ear and across my forehead. His hand rested there, like a mother checking her childs temperature. Then his hand moved slowly to the top of my head. In a moment the gentleness of his movements were gone. He roughly grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me closer to him. Our noses were almost touching and his hot breath almost made me gag.

His eyes were still cold. Watching me.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the knife moving towards me. Even though I didn't have the strength I tried to pull away from him. I tried to scream, even though my throat was raw. The knife was a blur as he brought it to my throat,holding it close to my skin. It didn't touch me, but I could feel the cold radiating off of it.

His eyes continued to watch me. Never looking away.

He brought the knife closer, and the cold metal made my shiver.

I'm so cold.

A sob escaped my lips and I looked up at the ceiling. Anything so I didn't have to look into his eyes.

His right hand released my hair and gently wiped away a tear that had slid down my cheek.

Then the knife was stuck into the wood of the bed and pushed me onto my stomach on the cold floor. I could feel him straddle my hips. Then he pulled the knife out of the bed and put a cold hand on the back of my neck. He leaned forward and the words he whispered destroyed the smallest ray of hope I had been harbouring.

He said, "I like it when they scream."

He held the knife to the side of my throat and I closed my eyes waiting. But he didn't do what I expected. Instead he pulled my arms behind my back and tied them together with something. Then he wrapped something around my mouth and tied it at the back.

He leaned forwards and whispered again, "I like it when they scream," then he chuckled darkly, "but not yet."

I cried against the gag. I cried out for anyone. I cried out for this all to stop. He grabbed me by my hair again and leaned me up against the wall. Then I remember his foot smashing into my ribs. I fell to the floor and the last thing I remember was seeing a boot coming towards my head.

Then the darkness pulled me in.

(A/N I could have made it longer but I feel thats a good place to stop muahh hah hah I want you guys to beg for the next chapter muah hah hah loll no the real reason im stopping now is NCIS is coming on and I have to make my sister some chips with salsa and cheese… so PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!)