Β You still canβt believe that you managed to sneak out of the house. Your boyfriend was a light sleeper and often woke up to see what you were doing. But thanks to your vigorous love session, he seemed to knocked out. A perfect chance to escape. You werenβt familiar with this side of town, and you didnβt have your phone with you. But you were determined to get home. Or at the very least, find someone to help you.Β
Despite walking alone on a cold night in no particular direction, you felt at ease. You werenβt happy by any means, but you werenβt put off by your surroundings. It was quite peaceful, in a way. That was of course, until you realized you were no longer alone. You didnβt see anyone, or hear anything. But you still felt a presence behind you.Β
Just someone else trying to get home, you assumed. You tried to ignore them. But you couldnβt help but notice that you were being followed. You turned left, it turned left. You walked faster, it walked faster. You started to run, it chased after you.Β
In your frantic state, you werenβt paying attention to where you were going. You just had to get away from whatever was following you. You can figure out your location later, right now need to you run!
Just as you got enough distance away from the presence, you found that you were cornered. You reached the dead end of an alley. There was no escape. Your only option was to face what was behind you.
βPlease!β you begged, βDonβt hurt me! I donβt have any money, or valuables! Iβm just trying to get home!β
You still couldnβt see anything, but you figured the presence had taken pity on you. For it had finally made itself known. βOh, sweet thing. I would never hurt you~β
Those words didnβt calm you in the slightest. For one thing, even though itΒ said it wouldnβt hurt you, it didnβt mean itΒ couldnβt hurt you. Not only that, but its voice was familiar. Too familiar. You knew that voice from anywhere.
Your boyfriend finally stepped from out of the shadows and into your light of view. He loved your eyes. Even when you looked at him with utter fear, they were still so beautiful.
βI take it you werenβt expecting me?β he quipped.
βYou could say thatβ¦β you replied. You couldnβt help but feel annoyed. Part of you wouldβve preferred a mugger or some punk just looking to cause trouble. Nearly anything wouldβve been better than what stood before you. βAny particular reason you let me nearly piss myself from fear than just telling me it was you?β
He chuckled. βIβm sorry, darling. You just look so cute when youβre scared. Itβs adorable.β He stepped closer to you and stretched out his hand. You immediately pressed you back to the wall behind you. You might not have escaped, but you still didnβt want him near you. To touch you. It was mostly out of fear. You didnβt know what he was going to do. Would he hurt you? Kill you? What would be your punishment for running away?
βYou donβt have to be so apprehensive, love. Iβm not going to hurt you. Unless of course, you want me to~β
βThen take my hand, and letβs go home. We can put this whole little incident behind us.β
Your eyes darted back and forth between his eyes and his hand. You wanted to believe him, but you knew better. You knew what he was capable of.Β
βCome onβ¦β he urged.
You took a step forward. Then another. And another. Your shaky hand nearly touching his. You wanted to stop yourself, but your body had a will of its own. As much as your mind was screaming the opposite, your body blindly obeyed.
βThatβs it. Just a little more.β he coaxed. After what felt like hours, you were finally within reaching distance of your boyfriend. You placed your hand in his.
βGood.β he cooed. He gripped onto your hand tightly and jerked back, forcing your body to crash against his. βVery goodβ¦β He then wrapped his other arm around your back, pressing you even tighter together. You began to hyperventilate as he pressed his lips to your forehead.
βShhh, itβs alright. Iβm not angry at you, precious.β
βY-youβre not?β you stammered.
βNo. Youβre just not used to this, yet. Youβre not used to me. I canβt fault you for that.β
You didnβt agree with what he was saying, but you decided not to argue with him. Despite your stunt, he was in a pleasant mood. You didnβt want to jeopardize it by being confrontational.
βYou just need more time.β he continued. βLucky for us, we have all the time in the world.β He began stroking your hair. You couldnβt help but shiver. While he was saying and doing all the right things to calm you, you couldnβt ignore the dread you felt.Β
βOf course, weβll have to, correct this behavior of yours. Just so we donβt a repeat of this little incident.β
That made your blood run cold. You suppose you were a fool for being hopeful. You figured you wouldnβt be getting off easy. It could be worse, you guessed. But you still werenβt looking forward to going back.
Feeling your unease, your boyfriend gripped your chin and tilted your head up to meet his gaze. You could see his fangs as his lips parted into a grin. When he opened his mouth, you thought he was just going to keep monologuing about his victory. You wish he would. Instead he plantedΒ his lips onto yours.Β You couldnβt help but squeak in shock and disgust. He simply saw it as an opportunity to slip his long, thick tongue into your mouth. You were left breathless when he was done.
βI love you, darling. So, so much."Β His words were so genuine you almost wanted to believe it. Almost.Β
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