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“River, get back here,” he growls His voice isn’t raised high enough to call attention to us There’s only a few houses close by, but they’re close enough to hear loud commotion
I e until I get to the terrace Just as I steparoundme back up I scream, but it’s immediately cut off by Ryan’s hand
“You fucking bitch!” he hohen I bite down on his hand Before I can screa into the side of my temple Darkness threatens to overtake h asphalt on the roof towards the ,expletives under his breath
If he takesto kill ht as hard as I can I can’t let him take me back in there I can’t
We make it back to theMy phone in my back pocket buzzes, and it makes me want to die inside Alison is here, at the end of the street where she can’t seeclose to freedom
Ryan puts one leg in the , slides his torso through with his arh swoop, he pulls ers slip before I can fully grasp onto it My vision teeter-totters and I’ for balance before I’m thrown on the hardwood floor The monster before me slams theclosed He looks at e I’ve never seen so in my life
When I was child, those men weren’t out to kill me as much as they were to use h it’s useless now, I scream as loud as I can
He charges towards et away from him
“Get the fuck back here! You thought you could run away fro!”
A hand is wrapping in hi me up
“I’m sorry!” I yell I don’t even knohy the hell I said it I’ sorry at all But
“Oh, you’re going to be fucking sorry,” heme into the bathroooing to let it happen
“Fuck you,” I spit My body goes coht on his ar hiout hair in the process and kick hi end of that one, but once again, I was proven wrong when it comes to that man
“Bitch!” he screa out a harsh breath My foot snaps up and I kick hirunts and falls to the floor Heart pounding, I scra throughme breathless
“Get back here!” he yells, his voice gargled and crazed Too scared to look back, I keep running, reaching the stairs and nearly throwing myself down them Ryan’s heavy footfalls sound fro close The kitchen is closer than the front door and he’s right onquickly, I careen towards the kitchen at full speed As I turn into the kitchen, Ryan’s hand whispers acrossme