Little Lines (A PTX Skirstie Fanfic)

Trapped

Matt grabbed me so that he was holding onto my legs and my torso was dangling behind his body. I was over his shoulder. 

He began running into an alley so that no one could see him. He threw me down on the concrete floor and got down to the floor.

"Kirstie... Why would you run away?" He snarled. "I love you." 

My sleeves had rolled up and he saw my scars, and my new wounds from earlier that day. 

"Well, well, well, Kirstie. What have you done to yourself?" He grinned and added on, "Don't worry... I'll keep you safe. You don't have to worry about anything else now. I love you.. and now you get to stay with me. Aren't you happy?"

I opened my mouth to scream, but I quickly felt Matt shove his hand in my throat. "One more thing, Kirstie," Matt spat. "Your 'friends' will never find you. They don't care, of course. But they will never, ever find you." He paused for a second, smiled, and continued. "Time to go to sleep, Kirstin." 

Everything went black. 

*wow hi, I completely forgot that I had a wattpad lol this is a draft I found on here from years ago so why not publish it*