"Please don't kill me...I'll give you anything you want!" I spit from my mouth...not knowing what else I could say.
I suddenly got up and ran away, another stupid mistake. He quickly ran after me and grabbed my waist again. I tried screaming but it was as if it was caught in my throat and couldn't come out. He threw me against the cement again and I felt a surge of pain run through my head.
I softly moaned out "Owww," and cried harder, rolling myself into a ball, holding my head. Finally I hear him speak his first words.
"Tsk, tsk, you shouldn't have done that."
His voice had a strong, powerful tone to it, yet it was also gentle and soothing., I cried at the thoughts that ran in the back of my head. Sweet? BEautiful? I couldn't understand why this was running through my head. I saw him pace back and forth in front of me, his eyes glued to my helpless body. He walked closer towards me, he had a blak theme to his clothes, leather jacket, black shirt, black pants. His smell was of Eternity for me. He kneeled next to me and embraced my face once again with his hand. I didn't move this time. He continued to embrace my body with his one hand. The corners of his mouth rose again and hegently brushed the hair off my face. I looked at him through teary eyes. His eyes were so captivating and they began to put me in a trance. In my head I kept thinking "No, you can't let him do anything with you--stop thinking he's handsome!" and so forth, but I heard interruptions in my head saying "Let it happen....yes." I was so confused I cried aloud and hard.
"Please, no," I barely mouthed out.
He then ran his fingers over my berry-stained lips.
"Shhh, just let it happen....I know what you want, you want to break free of your miserable life, and I am just the man who's been waiting a long time to make it happen. I have heard your thoughts, and passions for a long time now....And I'm here to make it all better," he whispered softly in my ear.
I felt fuzziness within me and I was getting deeper and deeper into his trance. I turned over and lay flat on my back. putting one hand over my sore head.
"Come with me," he instructed.
He helpe me up and before I could realize what I was doing, we were at his place. the room had a ghostly Gothic feel to it. Blacks, dark greens, and purples fille dthe room, and he had me lie on his king size gbed and the black silk underneath me felt nice on my cold, clammy skin. He tok off his jacket and sat next to me on the bed.
"What's your name?"I softly whispered.
"Nick," he replied.
I couldn't take it, I couldn't resist, I didn't know if he knew it but I was wrapped around his finger. Just at the moment that thought crossed my mind I felt Nick's lips press softly against mine.
"No, this isn't right..." I sighted.
"It is Julie, this is all what you deserve...the years of pain and suffering can now become an end....You and I forever," he replied reassuringly.
A few tears rolled down my cheeks: What he had said just seemed so true, what more could I want than this moment? So why did I hesitate? I don't know. Trying to think about it from my mind and my heart was just too hard, and soon I felt Nick's lips once again touch mine. They felt so soft, and loving....inviting and warm. I gently kissed him back and for the firts time that night I sort of smiled. He just glared back into my eyes and smiled brightly at me. I finally dedcided that I couldn't resis it....This was what was going to happen, I had my doubts, so I asked him....
