Paranoia
"Prologe"
Do you ever get that feeling you are being watched? Where you are afraid to even turn around because you think you might see a face in yours. Now, imagine you are all by yourself in an alley. A dark alley. Only the sound of silence fills your ears. An earie silence. Too quiet. You start to walk faster, wanting to get home. But, you don't know where you are. You are lost. You have no way of escaping from your paranoia.
You stop, hearing a shuffle to your left. You stay still and a few seconds later you hear it again. You run. Faster. Faster. You feel whatever you heard is chasing after you. You feel it RIGHT behind you it could almost lick the back of your neck. You stop and squeeze your eyes shut. Nothing happens. Still, you are afraid to look behind you. Now, you hear a knife being pulled from a sheath. You open your eyes and stare into the abyss. You are terrified. The knife then slips under you jaket and goes around your waist. You open your mouth to scream but nothing comes out. Your body is trembling and you know the other person can just feel you shaking. You feel very uncomfortable. VERY scared. You start to have visions of death flash before your eyes. The blade thn slips up to your chest. You choke. Tears fall down your face and now you can scream. A hand quickly moves to your mouth. You hear a voice speak. Softly. Coldly.
"Now Malik. I don't want to hurt you."
You flinch. You know exactly who this somebody is. Hes a tall pale teenage boy, maybe 15, and has an earie white hair that seems to glow in the dead of night. The voice of this somebody makes you feel a little at ease knowing who he is. But, still, you know he is a very dangerous person and is really creepy. The kind of creepy that makes your hands sweat and your teeth clench. This man is your x-boyfriend. Uncertain of what he'll do, you, not knowing much about him, ask:
"Bakura? What are you doing?"
The tall boy turns you around to see your face. Your eyes meet his and a feeling of nausea overwhelmes you and you lean into his grip. He smirks. He sees you're weak. He carries you away.
Do you ever get that feeling you are being watched? Where you are afraid to even turn around because you think you might see a face in yours. Now, imagine you are all by yourself in an alley. A dark alley. Only the sound of silence fills your ears. An earie silence. Too quiet. You start to walk faster, wanting to get home. But, you don't know where you are. You are lost. You have no way of escaping from your paranoia.
You stop, hearing a shuffle to your left. You stay still and a few seconds later you hear it again. You run. Faster. Faster. You feel whatever you heard is chasing after you. You feel it RIGHT behind you it could almost lick the back of your neck. You stop and squeeze your eyes shut. Nothing happens. Still, you are afraid to look behind you. Now, you hear a knife being pulled from a sheath. You open your eyes and stare into the abyss. You are terrified. The knife then slips under you jaket and goes around your waist. You open your mouth to scream but nothing comes out. Your body is trembling and you know the other person can just feel you shaking. You feel very uncomfortable. VERY scared. You start to have visions of death flash before your eyes. The blade thn slips up to your chest. You choke. Tears fall down your face and now you can scream. A hand quickly moves to your mouth. You hear a voice speak. Softly. Coldly.
"Now Malik. I don't want to hurt you."
You flinch. You know exactly who this somebody is. Hes a tall pale teenage boy, maybe 15, and has an earie white hair that seems to glow in the dead of night. The voice of this somebody makes you feel a little at ease knowing who he is. But, still, you know he is a very dangerous person and is really creepy. The kind of creepy that makes your hands sweat and your teeth clench. This man is your x-boyfriend. Uncertain of what he'll do, you, not knowing much about him, ask:
"Bakura? What are you doing?"
The tall boy turns you around to see your face. Your eyes meet his and a feeling of nausea overwhelmes you and you lean into his grip. He smirks. He sees you're weak. He carries you away.