"You know I would always find you" he said with a malicious smile on his face. He looked as if he were about to attack, and I was the prey. His eyes were just full of excitement, ready for the kill.
"No" I said softly, "Please not again." He chuckled a sinister laugh while undressing me with his eyes. I felt like I was 11 again, lost, alone, trapped, scared and nowhere to go. There was only one thing I was worried about; not being able to see that face again. The one person in the world who understood me, who gave me everything, who I would never see again….
He grabbed my chin disturbing my train of thought. "You've fallen in love haven't you" he said as his dark eyes pierced threw mine. I averted my eyes from him…..damn it; I was never good at lying. "You do not belong to that boy!" he spat, "You will always belong to me." Okay, now I was pissed. I don't belong to anybody. I belong with somebody, and he was about to take that away from me.
"I will never belong to you!" I said as loud as I could as I slapped him in the face. I felt a wave of energy swerve threw me. That felt fucking good. He touched his check in surprise. Suddenly, he smiled wickedly at me "I will remind you who owns who." He said calmly. What the hell was wrong with this guy…he was so bi-polar.
"No!" I shouted using all the force I had left. But it was too late he grabbed my bound hands, and was pulling me to the room. The room where this had all began. The room with the memories of pain, sorrow, grief, and deception. I felt my voice evaporating. It was no use, no one would hear me. With that thought were in the room, and he was shutting the door behind him.
He was coming closer, so I instinctively backed up. I backed up until I came to abrupt stop; he then pushed me onto the bed.