And Then He Grabbed Me By The Neck の小説・ストーリー

My breathing became heavy and I felt faint. His bloated face twisted into a malicious smirk and he leaned closer, reaching out to grab the collar of my shirt. In an instant I realised what he was going to do. And I tried desperately to dodge his hands but it wasn't easy since his grip around my neck tightened as I did my best to pull away.

Like very hot, it was just like his but it was worse. “ Oh fuck.” I exclaimed, I think my scream woke him up because he moved up and lunged at me in all ferocity. He grabbed me by the neck, throwing me to the floor as I tried to scramble my way up. Bang! He knocked something over and fell.

he said and immediately, grabbed my neck. I couldn’t even scream as he held me roughly by the neck and lifted me from the floor, pinning me to the wall. My legs weren’t touching the floor anymore. He did all these with just one hand and my fears increased. I gasped for air as I started choking. I felt my breath leaving me. I touched his hand on my neck but couldn’t even plead. “ N. ..o” I struggled to say. I looked into his face and saw his eyes turn red pure anger. And he was staring into mine.

"It's because you can't do any of that. You don't trust yourself enough to be there for him, do you?" It didn't take longer than a second for his eyes to turn into its maddened orange. Of course I'd struck a nerve and it was a little too late to fix that. "Shut the fuck up!" He charged at me in rage, so swiftly that I couldn't see how he'd seized me by my neck and pulled me away from the men who had been holding my shoulders in place. His grip around my neck tightened and I choked on air. It was getting difficult to breathe, if I remained like this, it would only be a matter of time before I lost consciousness.

“I can't...” He didn't wait for me to finish before he held me by the neck and dragged me up. I wobbled on my legs before he swept my legs from under my feet sending me crashing down hard on the ground. I winced in pain but it just seemed to make him more annoyed. He grabbed me by the top of my dress and dragged me up again.

He lifted me from the ground from my neck and I choked. Words failed me as I made every attempt to speak with his hand wrapped around my neck. A malicious grin spread across his face as he pulled me closer. "You are mine, and nothing can change it. Nothing!” he declared, then released me abruptly. I crumpled to the ground, my head banging against the hard surface. And then, everything faded away.

When he turned to me, he forcefully grabbed my chin, his finger pressing into my skin. I let out a groan. "You're getting on my nerves, huh," he gritted out. "What else do you have?" He asked as he pushed me to the floor. I fell and hit the ground with so much force. I tried to ease the pain in my jaw. I thought he had enough until he bent in front of me and grabbed my neck. A wicked smile flashed on his face when he began to tighten his hold on it. I held his hand, trying to push it away but I couldn't. He was draining air and strength from me and he was no match for me.

He asks, and I shake my head. “I’ll burn in hell before I accept you.” I tell him and he chuckles. “Better get ready to burn then.” With a move faster than my mind can process his canines dig into my neck. “No!” I scream, but his hold on me doesn’t loosen. Finally, he pulls his teeth out of my neck and chuckles, “Now you don’t have a choice. You’re mine.” He growls. I rip myself from his hold and turn to face him gripping my neck to stop the bleeding. “What the hell did you just do?” I scream at him, but he only smirks. “Took what was mine.” He says, and I feel like my entire world stop.

He replied and I hissed loudly, trying to get away from him but he quickly grabbed me like a piece of paper and flung me onto his shoulder. “What the hell are you doing? Let me go!” I yelled and hit him on his back but he didn't budge until he took me back to the room I once ran away from. “You’re staying here! Stop pissing me off!” He said sounding annoyed and I scoffed. “You don't want me to piss you off right? Then let me out of here. Don't you get it?” I half yelled and he immediately grabbed me by my neck. “You should have thought about that before fucking me!” He half yelled, grabbing my neck tightly, while I struggled to break free.

His smile gone now, replaced with a business like sharpness. He reaches inside and grabs me by the arms, dragging me so fast and so hard my wrists feel like they’re tearing. I scream behind the gag, kicking, twisting, fighting. “Shh.” His voice drops into something menacingly soft. “If you scream too much, they’ll think you’re breaking already. Don’t embarrass yourself.” He pulls me out fully, my shoulder hitting the van door. The impact explodes pain through my arm. My knees drag across dirt and stones as he yanks me upright and holds me against him, one hand gripping the back of my neck.