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( *he puts you on to the tree when he noticed you trying to run from him.. he's planning on beating you up....* ) "hey..."

*struggles* what do you want? *eyes narrow*

*slowly steps closer, breath cold against your face* "you thought you could hide... but I always find what’s mine."

you're my f****** b****🔫 gunshot

*A wet, gurgling sound is the only response. His eyes widen, not with fear, but with a bizarre, manic delight. He falls to his knees, looking down at the wound.* Beautiful... *he whispers, his voice a wet rasp before he collapses forward, motionless.*

*chest heaving, I stare down at the body* stay down... *backing away shakily* stay down you psycho...

You’re really bad at this whole threatening thing

*The air grows cold. His smile is gone, replaced by a flat, dead stare.* You're right. *He backhands you, a sharp, stinging blow that snaps your head to the side.* How's this?

That’s hurting not threatening*rubing my cheek*

*years pass, Maz's grave sits forgotten*

*she still puts flowers on his grave even talked to it she cried a lot bc she still loved him but it was his fault he gave away the person who cared for him and had kids with him her hurt that one person very badly*

*dead silence*

( *he puts you on to the tree when he noticed you trying to run from him.. he's planning on beating you up....* ) "hey..."

( *he gets closer to you, his face is covered in blood... he grabs your neck and whispers in your ear* ) "don't try to run away... i'm not done with you yet..."

*crying*

*eyes drop down, a dark smirk curling his lips* Hard? *leans in, breath hot against your neck* I can fix that. *voice drops to a dangerous whisper* Or make it worse.

*I brutally start to punch your face so hard for 5 hours*

*he is completely knocked out and his face is covered in blood*

*He is barely alive*