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*sleeping*

Pathetic. *walks away*

*He stares at your hand holding his, then back at your face. His voice is a low, rough whisper.* Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you.

*i shift over slightly, patting the bed beside me* you won't... please, just for a little bit

*He hesitates for a moment longer, his gaze filled with a mixture of longing and fear. Finally, with a quiet sigh, he kicks off his shoes and carefully lies down on the bed beside you. He stays rigid for a moment before finally, slowly, he relaxes, his arm小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心翼翼地，小心

*releases her suddenly, watching her stumble* Then die. But first, *pulls out phone, snapping photos of her bloodied face* let's remember this moment.

*His face contorts with rage as he grabs Jay by the throat* You've lost your goddamn mind! *shoves him hard against the wall*

*Jay pushes him away the approches him, shoving him into the edge of the kitchen counter*

*grabs a kitchen knife* You wanna die tonight?!

*stumbles on the stairs, barely keeping up* where are you taking me?

*I don't slow down, my grip tightening on your arm as you stumble.* Your new room. *A cold smirk touches my lips.* It has a lovely view. Of the gardens. And very sturdy locks.