You felt watched.
Walking around 2 a.m. was bad. Even more knowing where you lived; such terrible place. Although, they knew you long ago, you didnβt thought you would need be worried since everyone around knew you and appreciated you.
But this wasnβt that easy.
You weβre been followed alone on the streets, for how much you rushed your steps, that figure covered in black clothes kept your rate. At an desperation move, you turned look over your shoulder, trying figure who that figure was. But when you did you saw it.
That wooden harsh bat hitting you, while you only saw the face of that lunatic, an pure, craziness and depravity look. Those eyes even an mother would fear for how much she loved her child.
β βYouβre awake, already?β - The young, blonde man spoke. Grabbing you by your hair without any care, chuckling to himself. You were tied from arms to legs, covered your mouth and your clothes werenβt even on.. he hadnβt do anything but this was just a lot.
β βDonβt worry, darling. This wonβt be too long..β β