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I Will Not Break
My breathing sped up, and my heart rate excelled as he turned the corner.
I stood cautiously with my back up against the wall as He edged toward me.
I kept all emotion from my face so he wouldn't know I was freaking out, as my hand hovered over the doorknob.
His Blood red Gaze followed my movement, and He grinned at me, and I gasped.
His teeth were sparkling white, with sharp long fangs.
I yanked the door open, and ran as fast I could, but that didn't stop him.
He grabbed hold of my wrist, and pulled me back to him.
The rain poured down our faces, and dripped down his wavy ear length Black hair.
I tried to tear my gaze from his eyes, but it was no use. They were mesmerizing, and not in the good way.
He brought his hand up, and stroked my cheek.
I tried to pull away but an inhuman growl escaped his cold dead lips.
He leaned down to where his face was inched from mine, and softly whispered in my ear.
" Welcome to the slave trade sweet heart. We will break you. ”