Hi yall. Still no reviews. PLEEZE!!
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As they drove back to the restaurant Jake started asking all sorts of questions.
"Best friend."
"Nope."
"Parents."
"Nope."
"Friends."
"Nope."
"Okay, when you say 'nope' do you mean you don't have any or you don't want to have any?"
"Don't have any."
"What happened to your parents?"
" Oh, them I have. They just hate me."
"Okay . . ." Perfect. Jake thought. No one to cry to. They pulled up to the complex laughing. As they went up the elevator Sara was having second thoughts. You're going up to a guy's apartment that you met yesterday. What's going on?
He unlocked the door and held it open for Sara to enter, and then he locked the door again unnoticed. She was looking around in awe. She turned back to him.
"This place is the best. It's so big!"
"Yeah, and soundproof." He saw the confused look upon her face and thought. Now. He backed her up against the wall and put is arm up to her throat. "Don't tell!" He whispered. He kissed her, biting her lip and making it bleed. He backed up, seeing the fear in her eyes. "Oh so you're scared." She nodded. "Good. You should be." He punched her in the nose, watching the blood fall from it in steady trickles he laughed. She seized this opportunity to run to the door, oblivious to the fact that it was locked. She tried to open it, but it didn't work. She turned around to see Jake walking up to her. He grabbed her upper arms, causing her to gasp out in pain. She could practically feel them bruising. He licked the side of her face and let her go. She slumped down to the ground crying. "Time to go." Jake said harshly. "And don't tell anyone. Come back here tomorrow. Same time. You don't want me to have to kill you? Do you?" Sara shook her head; tears streaming down her face. They washed away the dried blood from her nose. He unlocked the door and she ran out, down the stairs, and back home.
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Ok. Bit longer that time. Love yall! Peace out.
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As they drove back to the restaurant Jake started asking all sorts of questions.
"Best friend."
"Nope."
"Parents."
"Nope."
"Friends."
"Nope."
"Okay, when you say 'nope' do you mean you don't have any or you don't want to have any?"
"Don't have any."
"What happened to your parents?"
" Oh, them I have. They just hate me."
"Okay . . ." Perfect. Jake thought. No one to cry to. They pulled up to the complex laughing. As they went up the elevator Sara was having second thoughts. You're going up to a guy's apartment that you met yesterday. What's going on?
He unlocked the door and held it open for Sara to enter, and then he locked the door again unnoticed. She was looking around in awe. She turned back to him.
"This place is the best. It's so big!"
"Yeah, and soundproof." He saw the confused look upon her face and thought. Now. He backed her up against the wall and put is arm up to her throat. "Don't tell!" He whispered. He kissed her, biting her lip and making it bleed. He backed up, seeing the fear in her eyes. "Oh so you're scared." She nodded. "Good. You should be." He punched her in the nose, watching the blood fall from it in steady trickles he laughed. She seized this opportunity to run to the door, oblivious to the fact that it was locked. She tried to open it, but it didn't work. She turned around to see Jake walking up to her. He grabbed her upper arms, causing her to gasp out in pain. She could practically feel them bruising. He licked the side of her face and let her go. She slumped down to the ground crying. "Time to go." Jake said harshly. "And don't tell anyone. Come back here tomorrow. Same time. You don't want me to have to kill you? Do you?" Sara shook her head; tears streaming down her face. They washed away the dried blood from her nose. He unlocked the door and she ran out, down the stairs, and back home.
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Ok. Bit longer that time. Love yall! Peace out.