Strong wind swirling, rain pouring, it was dark outside and you could hear the door banging over and over again until it falls down.

You looked over the door. Scared, you took a step back but still tried to steadied your breath. It was Hillian. Your worst and worst enemy, holding on a knife. But as you took a step back, he begins to walk towards you even more and slowly cornered you to the wall.

"I love this game "kiss or kill me." " I said. "Why?" His fingers calmly rotates the knife in his hand. "I know that you will kill me, which means that i will never see you again. Perfect." My words were emotionless, but a shiver ran through me as the knife touched my lips, leaving a small open wound. "You know.." Hillian threw the blade between us. "I choose the taste of your blood, sweetheart." His hand grabbed my neck and his lips attacked mine.