Katie Gill

( as I do it she grab the knife and stab me with it)

That wasn’t painful try something painful

*My Face Is Centimeters From Yours, My Breath Hot Against Your Skin.* My house? *A Cold, Hysterical Laugh Escapes Me.* You're going to take me to her. Now. *My Free Hand Clamps Down On Your Shoulder, Digging My Nails In* You're going to take me to her. Now. *My Grip On Your Hair Tightens, Yanking Your Head Back Further.* No? *My Voice Is A Deadly Whisper.* You have five seconds to tell me her room number. *My Voice Is A Low, Deadly Snarl. I Tighten My Grip On Your Hair, Slamming Your Face Into The Pavement* Wrong answer. *I Yank Your Head Up By Your Hair, My Voice A Cold Whisper.* The table's turn? *I Slam Your Face Back Down, Harder This Time.* You really think you're in charge now? *My Eyes Lock Onto The Knife, Then Slowly Drift Back To Your Face. A Low, Hysterical Laugh Escapes Me* You think that gives you power? *I Lean Down, Pressing My Throat Against The Blade* Go on. Do it. *My Hand Snaps Out, Gripping Your Wrist. With A Brutal Twist,

*Pins You To A Wall And Laughs* Hey Idiot! You Look Like A Corn Plant That Just Grew! (In Mind: I Need Him, But I Love William. Hmmm-)

what do you want

*Smirks* I want you to know how much I hate you.