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'Wants my blood....'

My eyes twitch and I freeze, staring into the coldness of his eyes and all I see is a darkness swarming my personified reflection. I see a helpless young girl trying so hard to hide her fears but I can see it in his eyes that he can see it, and when he looks down at my shaking feet, I can tell that he does, as a matter of fact know that he got me right where he wanted me when he spoke those words.

'Why would anyone want me dead?'

'And who the fuck is his sister?'

'Who the bloody fuck is he even?'

"But we can avoid all of that from happening!" His enthusiasm is not appreciated at the moment but the mischievous g