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Bringing me here wasn’t premediated He chose this place last minute Maybe he even decided to kidnap me last minute

I settle deeper into theinto my shoulder blades and wait for Billy to show up

TIME BECOMES DILLUTED I’ve fallen into a restless sleep when I hear the slam of a door My body jolts awake Just barely do I keep ht If Billy doesn’t killlike that surely would

I crack open ht Even with the softness of the glow, it sends sharp pinpricks of pain to my head

“You’re awake,” he says coldly The wooden stairs groan beneath his weight Each creak radiates throughoutpain so sharp, I’ave me a concussion

“No shit,” I groan,from dehydration The er-happy fist Billy never liked it when I talked back

“Watch it,” he snaps Thankfully, he keeps his hands to hie to look at his spread and hands in his pockets Blank-faced and well-dressed as ever, as if he’s used to kidnapping girls in a three-piece Armani suit

That’s right He is

“What are you going to do with h It’s not that the prospect of how Billy is going to kill ned o, and now that it’s here, it’s almost a relief Nonot to see the devil standing behind me

I’ve grown tired and weary of this life I’ cut short

“I haven’t decided yet,” he hs, plops the wooden chair directly in front of erously under his weight I hate that I flinch ahen he lifts his hand toa stray piece of hair out of s on it until it’s straight His eyes pick over the strand, fascinated with my natural curls

Billy always loved my curly hair

“Do you knohy I’ve always loved your hair?” he asks, picking up on hts

I don’t really care why But I’d rather have Billy talking tome

“Why?” I croak, wincing from the dryness in my throat He doesn’t make a move to fix my problem