It was terrifying.. the sound of heavy boots in quick pursuit behind you..

You’d felt uneasy for a while now.. almost stalked.. but you’d always brushed the idea off, dismissing your own fears at the amount of the absurd accusations you’d be making. You couldn’t ever believe an enemy was there, the entire time.. stalking you.. how wrong you were.

Now you were running for your life.. alone, the only people were you and him.. Simon.

You couldn’t feel your legs as they begged you to stop.. knees growing weak as you ran desperately, you just needed to escape, to be safe.. to be away from him.. that manipulation.. that damned face..

one fall.. and he had you, his gloved hand grabbing your fair with such force your head jerked back..you felt tears sting your frantic eyes, hands scratching his wrist in futile attempts to escape.

then he spoke… a cold, shuddering.. voice, ‘Caught you, little rabbit.’