One hand rested on the wheel, the other on my bound hands. He kept glancing into my eyes, smiling, like a predator looking at his prey. I was scared beyond all measure, the boy I will always love, has taken me prisoner. I can’t help but to think it was my fault. I told him I could no longer handle his possessive ways and we had to end it. Just because I ended it, it didn’t make it hurt less. In some ways maybe this will help me realize he is dangerous, but truthfully I may not even escape alive, and if I don’t I blame it on myself.
I met Isaac when I was 16. He was kind, sweet, and romantic. After we had been dating for 6 months he became possessive. I felt pressed and confused, but I loved him so I tried. A week after my 17th birthday Isaac and I met up at favorite little café. We sat at the tables smiling and laughing, and then suddenly he dropped to one knee. He proposed but I told him we were all too young. He tried to say that even though we were young our love was strong. At that point I knew we had to end it, teenage love never lasts.
That brings us back to where I am now. I dumped him and now I am bound, sitting beside him in his little car, our packed bags resting in the back seat. Slowly I lowered my head onto his shoulder, just like the old days. Of course I was terrified but maybe if he thought I changed my mind he would set me free, and just maybe I could be happy again. So I laid against him as wrapped his arm around my shoulders, holding me close. He began to speak, his voice quiet and whispery, "I will love you forever Anne, and I knew all I had to do was remind you of what we have". I look up at him and say I love you. He dips his head and softly kisses my lips. I fall asleep wrapped in his arms.
I awoke on a scratchy bed Isaac's arm slung across me, my hands no longer bound. I knew I had to escape, his getting more attached could help me none. I roll over, slowly sliding out from under his arm. As I lift myself off the bed, he grabs my wrist, pulling me down. "Are you trying to escape," he whispers angrily. "Of course not babe, I just have to use the restroom." I slowly lift myself off the bed when he pulls me down hard. "I know you are trying to escape, but I won't let you!" I wriggle as he pulls me closer and digs around with the other hand in the nightstand. Suddenly he pulls a small handgun from the drawer. Slowly he raises the gun to my head, pressing it against my left temple. As I wriggle he pulls the trigger.
I feel as I'm flying as I leave my crumbled body. In a haze I watch Isaac clutch my broken body as he is racked by sobs. My eyes become hazy as he pulls the gun to his head and fires the trigger. He slowly walks towards me, mist hovering around his feet. "I'm sorry Annie girl, I never should have brought you into this, but the dark man said I had to. I have to go with him now, goodbye my dear Anne." Water comes to my eyes as I watch him walk into the darkness. Suddenly a light appears and I feel like I should go that way. I head towards it, but first slowly turn my head and whisper into the wind "You always told me, you can’t buy love, but you can pay heavily for it”
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