Part 12

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Y/n's POV

After what seemed like hours, i get off the bed, my face dry from the tears sinking into my skin. I look around the room and actually pay attention to what in here since i didn't earlier.

My eyes land on a dresser on the other side of the room and i will to it, searching through the drawings. I find shorts, pants, pajamas,etc.

I help myself to a pair of sweatpants, not caring who's they are because i am very uncomfortable. They are baggy on me, I notice as i look down. Oh well.

The door opens right when i finish changing and i look at Demi as she looks me up and down. A smirk appears on her face. Why does she smirk so much?

" I see you are already getting comfortable in my clother," She says walking towards me.

"Yeah, okay." I say sarcastically to her and jump on the bed. Why haven't i learned anything yet? This girl literally has a gun and could kill me when she want if she pleases.

I face away and hear Demi chuckle the the other side of the bed dips down. Great! Now she is on the same bed as me. As if i couldn't stand her in the first place.

Arms find their way over my waist and my natural instinct is to push them away, but i only earn a low growl in my ear in response.

" Stop" She says and brings her lips to my earlobe. Her teeth graze the skin. I hold my whimper in as she continues to suck on my ear, making me feel really weird. " I've been waiting to have you baby girl, and now that i have you, i am not letting you get away."

Her words shock me. So has she really been watching me for a long time? Would she rather kill me that let me get away?

I should gain her trust so i can get out of here.



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