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"I saved you,you owe me your life.In short,I own you"

"You're the reason my life needed saving to begin with.I don't belong to you and you can't tell me what to do or who I should talk to "

"I'm no longer interested in this conversation.I told you because I can't blame you for doing unethical things when you don't know.Now that you do,you are to not interact with guys in any way that isn't platonic.If you do I'll hold you accountable and there will be consequences"

"Unethical?accountable?consequences?who the fuck do you think you are?you don't own me.I'll do whatever the fuck I want!"

"Try me"

They call him Erebas

School was canceled today.Liam said he wanted us to spend it together.Im waiting for him to pick me up.


I can't get what Marcus said out of my head.He didn't actually mean killer right?


The word killer can be used as a figure of speech.To express how good someone is at a particular task.Im sure that's what he meant.


But if that's true,what task is Liam so good at.I'm overthinking this.There's no way he's actually a killer.


Doesn't it make you wonder what else he's capable of 


No.I'm not doing this.We aren't living our head today.I'll just ask him.Simple enough.I sure hope so


Liam took me back to his house.This time he actually gave me a tour.Its basically a mansion.With those really large and big doors,high ceilings and all.Vintage.


We get to the balcony upstairs.The view is amazing.There are two pools underneath it.You can see the hill from here.Yeah,that hill.


"Are you okay love?you seem destructed"


"I'm okay.Whats on the agenda for today"


Maybe the reason he likes black so much is because it matches with his soul


He positions the beanbags so we can sit face to face.But he makes sure there is a gap between us.


"Your father,you got parole.He got out this morning"


It just became really hot,my heart beats rapidly,my chest feels tighter and tighter.When did the room become so small


I try,I really do but I can't.Not this time.David said he'd never let us go.That we'd never get rid of him.


I try to calm down,to focus on Liam but the memories come flooding in.


He used to make me watch while he beat mom.If I closed my eyes he'd hit her harder.He'd kick her,punch her,throw her against the wall,on the coffee table.


Once he was done with her it'd be my turn.He'd tell her to watch.She could barely keep her eyes open but he didn't care.He wanted us to see how much power he had over us.He's a doctor.


So he'd know all the right places to hit.Then we'd bag him to dress our wounds.


I can't breathe.It feels like my lungs are giving up on me.We won't survive him,not this time.Its our fault he went to prison.He won't forgive that.


The more I tried to breathe the harder it became.Then everything went blank


18.David