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That wasn't didn't came out from his Gwen, the Gwen that was in front of him. It wasn't even human. Kevin knew perfectly that it belonged to an Anodyte. The sound of the voice was hollow and dry but it didn't scare him.

"How long will you be lying to yourself, Kevin?" It said.

"That person you think you're seeing doesn't exist. Why are you still in denial? Don't you remember what happened?"

The dark- headed man glared down at his shoes, those memories he tried forgetting wiped back immediately.

He sat on a big comfy red velvet armchair, his face had a wicked smile plastered across it. His eyes fixed on the figure hooked against the wall. This was a little game he liked; he needed the perfect victim for it.

He had already found his victim years ago. She was beautiful, confident, smart, talented... She was definitely something.

The more he looked at her dull unmoving figure, the better he felt. She looked so fragile and broken. He loved it. He loved her.

It shouldn't be a few more minutes till the girl gained her consciousness. He would be waiting to see the look on her face, that look she gave him whenever she was hurt was amusing to him.

Gwen could feel her arms sting madly when she woke up. She tuck on her arm, trying to figure out what was going on. Blindfolded, she thought she couldn't do much. She shuffled awkwardly on where she stood, it didn't feel like the ground and the platform she was on felt flimsy; any sudden movement might snap in it two. She was sure it was made out of wood, it felt like it under her bare feet.

She wasn't surprise when she suddenly felt calloused fingers tracing the skin of her cheek tenderly and soft lips grazed her sensitive skin. She already knew who she would find even if she was temporarily blind; the way the stranger moved, touched, lean into her. She was all too familiar with that.

It came to no surprise at all when her stranger spoke, "It wasn't even a challenge grabbing you this time. That's no fun; have you gone soft on me?"

Gwen didn't even bother to answer him. She didn't even bother to fight back when he appeared in her room in the middle of the night. She was tired of living the way she did. Sure, she felt afraid whenever this happened but she was determine to put off with this than him harming anyone she loved.

"Turned deaf too," he chuckled into her skin. The dark-headed man then pulled himself away from the female's collarbones just to swipe some of her red locks away. Her hair smelt like berries and he very much like it. He liked her too much, this time he decided that he wasn't going to let go.

She finally spoke, "Just do what you want to me then leave me alone."

He grinned wickedly at her. Was that what she wanted? Quick and fast?Too bad, he had already made up his mind; she's not leaving him. Not anymore.

"No," he said, his voice decorated with humour as if he was joking around. He bent closer, leaning more into her and whispered heatedly into her right ear, "Come with me, Gwendolyn."

Her lips quivered slightly under his breath. She felt the blindfold peeling off her face and that was when she noticed she was almost against the wall of a room she didn't recognise. She wouldn't say the room was terrifying, it just looked abandon; weird thing was, there was a red-velvet armchair not far away. Her wrist were, of course, cuffed up and were above her head, she had already noticed this when she gained her consciousness. She then noticed she was standing on a platform, a thin wooden one supported by bricks at both its sides.

The most terrifying thing, she thought, was the look on his face. Since she was standing on the platform, she was slightly a few inches taller than him, but if she was on the ground, she wouldn't even have reached his neck. It wasn't impassive or lunatic this time. He looked serious, as if what he considered a few seconds ago was no joke. "What do you mean?" She said, her voice barely a whisper. She was aiming for a sneer but that didn't come out right.

"Come with me, Gwendolyn," he repeated, "stay with me. You can even bring that runt of yours."

"Don't talk about him like that," spat the red-headed, finally gaining some self-esteem.

Kevin's eyebrows rose in amusement, "You shouldn't have talked to me like that." He had moved a foot of his onto the platform Gwen had been standing on. He didn't purposely step on her little feet but he sure did broke the platform into two easily. Gwen let out a silent gasp as the metal of the cuffs bit into her skin; her whole weight was now supported by her tiny wrist. She swore if this kept up, her hands were going to snap.

"I'm quite surprise to see you still sleep in my shirts," said Kevin suddenly as he stared at her struggling in pain.

"They're not yours," she managed to hiss. She was really sure her hands were going to snap any second now.

"Oh? I'm pretty sure the one you're wearing now is mine."

"No," she gasped, the metal was biting deeper into her skin, "it belonged to a man you killed. And he's standing in front of me."

"I'm still the same man you met years ago," Kevin said as he reached forward to play with her hair.

"No, he died years ago when you came along."

The man's temper became ugly. He let go off the female's hair and stepped closer to push her against the cool cement wall, she shivered. He slammed his fist inches away from her head on the right side, Gwen was pretty sure it left a crack. But she didn't say anything, the pain on her wrist stopped and she was glad. For now.

"You love me," he then suddenly blurted. His eyes piercing into hers, "say you love me."

She didn't say it.

That snapped his last strand of patience. He grabbed both her wrist and pull them down so hard, it broke the metal holding her. She screamed in pain.

It was like a wave of melody singing through his ears.

He let go of her, she fell sorely to the ground. He didn't catch her.

Tears wanted to form and she felt like crying, but she couldn't. This pain wasn't as bad, she had been through worst. She noted that her wrist were in fact bleeding badly already and ugly red marks and already made its way onto her skin. She covered one of them comfortingly.

It wasn't long till he pulled her down into her floor, pinning her with his weight. She could have fight back but she didn't want to; she was tired.

"You'll come live with me, right?" He asked this time. His voice soft and caring once again.

This guy was a lunatic.

"No," she said firmly. To her respond, he lifted her arms and pulled away his oversized black shirt from her body; he did took her away during her sleep. He then whipped away the piece of clothing across the room. They didn't know where it went but it didn't matter to Kevin.

He took in the sight of her bare body, she quivered under the cool atmosphere. Her rib cage jutted out awkward and her hipbones were very visible. He let out a tsk, as if he was disappointed with what he saw. "You're getting too skinny, Gwendolyn," he scolded softly, "You have to eat."

Gwen felt very uncomfortable having someone watch her naked up top. She had tried covering up as much as she can with her arms but after an attempt to do so, Kevin had clamped up her tiny hands with one of his much bigger ones above her head.

"But, you're still beautiful as ever," he said, leaned down to whisper in her ear. Some of his shoulder-length hair was brushing her face ticklishly but Gwen didn't seem to be in a laughing mood.

Her eyes looked into his, dully. Lies. She told herself, all lies.

"Stay with me," he repeated yet again.

She was getting sick of that line.

"No," she spat curtly but winced immediately when she felt a painful jab on her left thigh. Wondering what it could have been, she struggled and caught sight of a black item sticking out of her flesh. It took her awhile to process that it was a pocketknife.

She couldn't hold back, tears were bailing out from her eyes. Not that she was physically in pain but because a pang of hurt hit her heart. She didn't know why she was crying, she had told herself many times that he didn't mean anything to her anymore so, what did this mean to her? Why does she feel so betrayed?

"Don't- don't cry," he soothed, lingering above her. He was nice enough to not crush down on her with his weight; he stroked his hand lovingly on her cheek with his free hand. Swiping away her crystal-like tears, "y'know I don't like it when you cry."

He then slowly moved his hand away from her face and back on the knife. He snaked it cautiously then yanked it out roughly with a blind of an eye.

The woman below him flinched upward slightly, a silent gasp of pain escape her lips and more of her tears rolling down her cheeks.

Kevin threw the knife away and it clattered clumsily somewhere on the floor. He couldn't care where it went either, "You should have noticed, I'm not actually giving you a choice here," he said darkly, "or would you like me to cause more damage 'til you say yes."

She felt her blood spilling out of her leg quickly and it was soon becoming to be numb. Gwen could already feel the warm liquid reaching her other leg. The could only say one thing, "Leave my family alone. Leave Devlin alone."

"Then come with me."

"Just..." She started but she failed to continue what she had said. She lowered her gaze, thinking of the consequences if she made the wrong decision. She didn't think she could live like this anymore. She didn't think she could take anymore of this pain.

Gwen hated her life at that moment, she hated it all.

She wanted to end it. Right then, right there.

But she couldn't bring herself to; she cared for the people she loved.

"Just let me drop off Devlin at Ben's," she whispered, her voice so soft and broken, "please, just let me drop him off. I- I need to know he's safe."

Kevin grinned sinisterly at her, "okay." Before crushing his lips onto hers roughly.

WHEW. How was that? You wouldn't know what's going on still. Gwen's death is still a mystery! Stick around to find out though~~

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This so written on 27th Sept 2013. Final's in two days. See you, soon. Peace, yo!