Bullet Holes

Suddenly I couldn’t move my feet. I stood there, frozen and perfectly still as the grip tightened on my wrist. I knew that touch from anywhere. But God knows I didn’t ever want to feel it again. I gulp gently as I feel his warm breathing hitting the back of my neck. I always hated how tall he was, it showed his dominance.. And at the moment, he had me completely under his control.

My body relaxed only slightly as he released my wrist. But yet, I knew it wouldn’t be over. There was no way he’d come all this way just to grab my wrist and scare the living hell out of me. He wanted something.

And I wanted to know what.

His hand gently touched my waist, surprising me because of the soft and gentle touch. I exhale, letting a breath I didn’t even know I was holding out. He squeezed my side, getting a small, soft gasp from me.

My hands were shaking a little as he let out a long sigh. I could smell the mint on his breath, it had always smelled like that. But as always, the smell of cigarette smoke was mixed in with it.

It was soothing, but yet at the same time it was like poison. Memories and nightmares flooding my mind suddenly with a wave of fear and shock washing over me. The slight touch his fingertip on my skin, or even my clothing, always gave me weird, but wonderful, feelings.

But it was then that I realized I was in deep, deep trouble. I gulp, trying to loosen my vocal cords so I could speak to the bastard that stood behind me. I can just see those emerald green eyes staring down at the top of my head as he thought those dirty, but sexy, things about me and things he could do to me.

My mouth was dry. I tried to gather some spit, trying to enable myself to talk aloud, and not just mentally to myself. I sigh lightly as I finally lick my lips, finding what little courage I have left to finally say something.

‘’How d-did you f-find me.” I whisper under my breath.

I felt his soft, large hand pull my hair over my shoulder as he leaned down, placing his lips behind my ear, kissing one of my soft spots, he knew it was there. He’s the only person that knows its there.

‘’I have my ways, baby.’’ He whispers against my skin, sending the perfect amount of vibrations through my body and straight to my core.

I tried to prevent myself from becoming turned on, because in the end I knew something was going to happen. And probably something bad, especially if it involved him.

‘’Wh-‘’

‘’Shh darlin’… its my turn to ask some questions.’’ I feel his evil smirk against my skin.

Before I could protest to anything, or even just simply blink, everything went black.

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