How Long Are You Going to Take?

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Violet's POV


3 weeks.

That's how long I've stayed here.
How long I've waiting for my knight in shining armor to save me from these two monsters.

My hope is slowly running out. 
What if they never find me?

What if they aren't even looking anymore, and they've given up?


Dean's POV


3 weeks.

That's how long I've waited without her.

Without her beautiful smile.
Without her body.
Without her lips
Without my princess.

Without her laying next to me.

Without her loving me.

I was deprived of what I needed most,

Violet.


Violet's POV


"Babe." His voice rang through my ears. It'd been like this for weeks. 

The nicknames never ended- they could range anywhere from 'baby girl' to 'sugar lips.'

"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" I snapped, looking up at him, his smirk grew bigger and bigger.


"Only a thousand times gorgeous." He leaned towards my face so he was right in front of mine, our lips almost touching.

I stood up quickly and walked over to the counter across the room with an apple on top from earlier. I quickly grabbed it and tossed it up into the air, I just stood there thinking. Thinking of a way to get out of this hell hole of a building. Dean didn't seem to be coming anytime soon, so it was time for me to do it myself.

"You have no idea how perfect you are, do you?" He says, standing up swiftly, his eyes turning a darker shade than before.


"I guess I don't seeing as how I have to look at you every seconds of the day. I guess i've naturally gone blind at this point." I smile sarcastically and his smirk doesn't leave, but he continues to make his way over.


"And those rude comebacks. You really couldn't be any sexier could you?" I walked back as he came closer until my back touched the wall.

He inched closer until we were flesh together. I needed to get out of here and out of this position but based on how his hand was on my waist and one cupping my cheek, my luck was running out slowly. That was until I got an idea.

He started whispering sweet nothings into my ear slowly and I pretended to moan, making his friend spark up quickly.

"Mmm." He hummed coming closer to my lips.


"You're right, I don't know what I was doing with Dean. I want you. Only you." I say, resting my hand on top of his and pulling him closer. He started leaning in slowly and I took my opportunity to bring my knee up as hard and fast as possible, hitting him right in the balls. 

He toppled over on the ground in pain, groaning.

I ran as quickly as I could for the door while he was still on the ground.

I hopped over papers, tables and swerved around chairs, straight for the door. I twisted the knob and threw open the door.

Fresh air and sunlight hit my skin for the first time in a while. I breathed in and turned, making sure he was still on the ground. I turned back as soon as I found that he was right where i'd left him. I was about to make a run for it when I ran into something hard, knocking me back onto the floor.

"You're coming with me." His voice boomed, lifting me by my shirt and throwing my head to the floor, filling everything with blackness.



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