•Chapter 20 - kraD si rohtuA•

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Escape.

My mind could only think of escape.

Escape....

Any way of how I could scream and rush out of the door...

Escape.

I couldn't even think straight - a part of me kept yelling at me to stay. To know the fact that I can destroy Dark - and that this is my only chance.

But here it goes, still...

Escape.

I could already imagine Mark pleading me to stay - pleading me for his help....

And I know I can't let him down... not again...
He never let us down....

But this is my friend.

I looked at Dark with worried eyes and a pleading look...

He stared back at me with no care.... his eyes demanding me...

"Go on - or do I have to cook it for you?" He growled in a raspy voice.... cold toned voice....

I was silent.

Escape.
Escape.
Escape.
Escape.
Escape.
EsCaPe.

I stood there silently. I was petrified.
I was scared to even blink.

His arms smoothly removed themselves from me....

Without a word - he walked around me to the table with those glassy weapons...

He picked up a chopper and stared at it's reflection...
He reflected it against me...
I could see his eyes through that 'mirror'.

Dark just stared at me... slightly annoyed.

I gulped rather loudly - eventhough it wasn't my intention.

"What is it (Y/n)? Do you not like daddy treating you like a princess!?" He said mockingly in a bitter voice... he was in slight anger.... his black hair falling onto his eye...

I backed away slightly. I didn't want to answer this question - because the way he put it made me slightly uncomfortable....

Yet.... I must horribly admit.... another side of me got just a bit turned on...

His shoulders were almost mimicking his breathing...
His jaw was tight...

I slightly backed away....
The floorboards creaking....

He froze...



























"No?"
He said in a calm tone...







Too calm...









I froze....









In his reflection I saw how a grin spread his face....

His features darkening....

He grinned sadistically- advertising his bone white teeth...

Colours radiated from him....

Blue and Red....

The candles in the room died...

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