"The fuck are you guys pulling?" Zayn questioned.
"I'm glad your talking," Danny said. I laughed tears in my eyes. Amused gosh I haven't laughed since he's been here.
"Me too, D-danny," I said hiccuping.
Thomas was arguing with Zayn. I didn't care anymore. I just stayed hugging Danny. Shutting my eyes.
"I'm gonna get you out of here," Danny whispered. I nodded against his shoulder. I opened my eyes going to pull away.
My eyes ended up widening at an angry Blake.
I pushed Danny off me.
I looked at Zayn talking to Thomas.
I can't. I can't stay here.
"Get me a knife, Zayn," Blake commanded.
I looked at Blake's veins pulsing in his eyelids. His arms reaching for his hair. I widened my eyes.
"Why are you here, Danny? Thomas why the fuck are you here? We had an agreement." Blake questioned angrily. I turned my head to Thomas. He had a cold stare.
"I told you, Uncle," Thomas said. Zayn was staring at the two men. Not moving. I think he was as nervous as me.
Blake's eyes landed on Zayn. He tilted his head confused.
"Are you getting me my knife? Get Steven while you're at it. Unless you want to be involved in a bloody corpse." Zayn trudged out of the room. Bloody corpse? No.
"No Blake. Zayn don't do it." I said standing in front of Danny.
"Blake calm down," Thomas said slowly. I tried moving towards him. But he pushed me out of the way.
Making me fall down. I hit my head pretty hard. Fuck me, man, ouch.
I blinked my eyes a couple times seeing who I thought was Blake come to help me.
I opened my eyes seeing hazel eyes I used to love.
Thomas came to my aid as I saw destructive Blake coming for Danny.
Stop it. Blake stop it.
"Thomas. Keep her down. Or you're next." He held me down. Next to him.
"Get off of me, Thomas. Let me go." I begged.
"It's okay, it's okay." He hummed in my ear.
Danny looked frightened in the corner as Blake looked annoyed and frustrated. Danny had no option. He wasn't as strong as Blake or even Thomas. He reminded me of me.
"You know what I had to do, Blake, " Danny stated nervously. I winced as a loud slap came to Danny's face.
I thought Blake was gonna stop but he didn't. He kept punching Danny. I heard his whimpers.
"Stop it, Blake! Let him go!" I cried. Trying to remove Thomas grip off of me. I wiggled and struggled. Hearing the grunts of pain poor Danny was in.
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The Stalker-- sorry My Stalker
Mystery / Thriller"Adventuring aye? Looking turns to seeing and seeing transforms into watching. Sometimes you can't control what you watch. Especially in the dim shadows, people trail unknowingly. It's an instinct, not an errand. To control is to have power. Don...
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