My One and Only Hostage

Part ~5

HI again! sorry its taking me so long to update- I have a very weird schedule. I saw the comment about the cliff hanger too... I'm sowwy but your gonna have to get used to it hahaha- any way enjoy.

TW: Blood, Knifes, SLIGHT nsfw

some words that in my opinion you may not know will be in the comments (If you ask)(I say that you may not know because I had to google a few.... eheheh)

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~George POV~

I glance up from my box of crackers and see him start to lift his mask.... He fully removes the mask and my jaw drops in awe.... I grin flirtatiously (maybe that will get me somewhere) I watch him stare at me in a daze while his mask lay in front of him in the floor. Before all, I examine him.... his Dirty blonde hair, freckles, Emerald green eyes...  I'm very tempted to lean in and kiss him... but scared that he would hurt me so I refrain. But to my surprise he kissed me first.  I kiss back obviously and he bites my lip, I let out a very soft moan into his mouth and he grins against my lips... he moves his mouth to my neck  leaving purple and red marks, making me squirm under his touch. I reach down to the zipper of his jeans and he stops me. I frown slightly and retract my hand. he leaves one last  kiss on my forehead and stands back up covering his face once again. I smirk at him and I'm almost positive he rolled his eyes. I watched as he turned around and bit my lip.

"Why did ya get up?" I said playfully. something tells me he didn't take it that way though... He turned his head over his shoulder and replied with~

"Because, George, Unlike you, I have morals to abide by. have some respect for yourself." My mood instantly changed. I was angry. I was only messing around and maybe flirting a little and he spun quite the web. As harmless as the sentence seemed I felt the sting in my heart. 

"What are you? on your period?" I laughed a little to myself "Well, do any of your "Morals"  advise against kidnapping people? because if so then I say fuck it because you've already checked that off your list." I roll my eyes... Not to sure where my boost of confidence came from all of a sudden But I instantly regretted it when he spun right back around on his heel. in his hand was a shiny knife. "What do you plan to do with that?" I was clearly pissing him off more because his knuckles turned white around the handle, I already went farther than either of us anticipated so why should I stop here? he looked like he was thinking.... trying to figure out what to do. I don't think he expected this... then He slowly started to take steps toward me. I wince knowing what's about to happen. why would I do that... why wouldn't I think about him doing this when I knew this would happen at some point. Damn it George~! how could you be so dumb. 

"You know George.... It's all fun and games until someone looses some blood" I can only assume that he grinned under his now dirty mask when he crouched in front of me. I looked away from him knowing full well he would do something... at last I brace my self... And~

~Dreams POV~ A few moments earlier...

I was a little offended when he asked why I got up. I don't entirely know why because it was harmless.  Alas I couldn't help but Bite back at him. Out of pure anger I grabbed my knife off the near by table while he was talking and turned back around. Okay now he is starting to piss me off. I don't know what I was doing. all I was thinking about was how I wasn't taking enough control... he is trying to dominate me. why? I am the one in charge. I slowly made my way back to him ... what am I doing? Why can't I stop? why wont I stop moving toward him.... I hear my self start to talk against my will-

"It's all fun and games until someone looses some blood" that's all I remember saying to him before I crouched to his level. He turned away from me. scared. I wanted to stop myself from doing this but I couldn't. next thing I know, there was blood.... not a lot... but way over a little. I heard him yelp and I looked to my hand and saw his arm... a long horizontal cut on his arm.  

then tears.

tears streamed down his face in both fear and pain. I felt so bad, but I didn't know what to do. I couldn't let him know how I felt. he needs to know who is boss here. But over all...

He....

He needed to know.... 

what he did to me...

Hurts. 

everyday. 

                                                               Every Single Day. 

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