《Linger》Chapter17

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We sat on the floor for another 20 minutes or so it seemed. It was hard to say how long we sat on the kitchen floor with my arms wrapped around him. It was all a haze and unreal with how uncomfortable I felt, almost disgusted but familiar with his touch. He nestled his head deeper in my arms and it prompted me to retract back. A wave of goosebumps radiated all over my body.

"You know my mother never hugged me like..this....in fact she never showed me any affection at all." he muttered.

I still couldn't say anything.

"Can you please rub my head?"

Reluctantly my fingers slowly follow along the edges of his hair and upwards towards his scalp. Carefully I rub his head. "mmm" he moans quietly, "that feels great."

I instantly stop and push him away but his long fingers grip on tightly to my arm preventing me from getting up. "No stay."

"No" I say sternly and try to push him again. But yet again he pulls me closer, his nails digging deep in my forearm. I yelp in pain.

His blue eyes peer up to mine, like a sick fucking puppy dog. "You have no idea how much I need you. You're so perfect, Susan." He groans.

He lifts himself up and plants a kiss on my lips. Frozen in place I don't move. Dane pulls onto my neck forcing me to lean down, inches from his face. "Will you protect me and keep me safe?" He asks,

From who, himself? "What?" I mutter

"Will you?"

People needed to be protected from him not the other way around. He was fucking sick and I was at my wit's end "I don't understand." I reply and quickly push him off me fast enough that he falls to the ground. I manage to stand up. "What the fuck do you want from me Dane? I..I..can't...Please just...let me go." Tears were already spilling across my face.

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Angrily Dane stands up and stares.

"Please just let me go or kill me because I can't take this anymore!" I cry. Strange enough Dane stood quietly, frozen in place as he watched me pace back in forth. I was over everything, I was going crazy in this house and with Dane's mood swings. I couldn't take it anymore.

I crouch by next to the refrigerator, burying my faces on my knees hoping that I would disappear, far away from here.

"You want me to kill you?" Danes says quietly almost like a whisper. I couldn't look at him, I already imagined his cold eyes staring at me, he had a way to make me shudder in fear.

Without warning Dane roughly grabs my arm forcing me to stand up. I still wouldn't dare face him.

"Look at me!" He angrily puffed, his spit lands across my cheek.

I shake my head no and continue looking away.

"Susan!"

His deep voice echos in the cold quiet house. "Look at me!"

Slowly I comply to his demand and face him. His stagnant cold blue eyes meet mine. "You really want me to kill you?"

Tired and defeated, I reply "Yes."

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