Chapter 6 6

Whatever I did, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to get my pace down. Even when I'm a long distance away, I have the impression that I'm quite near to where I'm jogging.

I told you to go away, but you couldn't keep running because you'd become exhausted, " he remarked while chuckling. That caused my computer to freeze at that point. "

"No! This time, I'm going to take you down! You're a jerk! You're completely driving me insane! "You're being impolite!" I scream and turn away without looking back.

It was there in front of me! I've seen what's on the other side!

"You are not allowed to flee!" Unsteady on my feet as a result of a tremendous tug, and an arm wrapped around my waist kept me from going any farther.

Allow me to leave! "Can you tell me what you require?" I stated this as I wiped away tears from my eyes.

"You adore me," he whispered as he carefully pulled his mask off his face.

His lovely lips were a gorgeous crimson color and were begging to be kissed. Blew! He has a sharp nose, and he has Blew! " I was startled awake by a shake on my shoulder, and I regained consciousness quickly, my eyelids furrowed.

"E-emon?" As I stood there watching him place the food on my side table, I murmured something.

"Go ahead and eat that." Although you are welcome to come in later today, I apologize for coming in without saying goodbye, "he continued as I stood there watching him prepare the dinner.

"Thank you," I murmured, then grabbed for the water and sipped it while attempting to restore normalcy to my breathing, which had before seemed like I was chasing it.

I am well aware that anything may happen at any time, and this is especially true in our case. As I go about my business, I have the impression that he is watching me and that anything that comes out of my mouth that he does not like will charm me and possibly kill me. How can I get away from him when I have the impression that he is watching me and that he is watching over me with every action? He told me this without a moment's hesitancy.

I want to report it to the police and beg for assistance, but I'm not sure how to go about it. How am I supposed to achieve that if everything is like this? I'm paralyzed by the memory of what he did to my fictional character.

"Hey, blow, what's the matter?" My eyes were drawn upwards and I saw that the supper was ready in front of me. Then he rubbed my forehead and neck, which caused my hair to stand on end in response.

I'm not sure why, or whether it's because of the coldness in his hands, but I'm feeling uncomfortable.

"S-sorry," he muttered as I tapped his palm and moved away from him; I must appear nuts, but I have no idea why my body behaves in this manner or why he reacts in this manner.

I murmured something, then pulled the food away from me and laid down again, this time covering my body with a comforter, thinking about what more I could do to get away from the clutches of the serial murderer who was robbing people around the hamlet.

In order to get rid of your hunger, you need to eat a lot. "Blow, if you want to get rid of your hunger, I'll boil you this soup for you," he said, and I glanced at him with my eyes wide in surprise.

I'm not going to do it! I'm not going to do it! "I really don't want to!" Get out of here! With my finger on the door, I yelled and pointed.

In response, he attempted to touch my shoulder, but I yelled "Leave!" and he backed away. Please leave me alone! I don't want to be around anyone! Stop forcing me to consume that disgusting soup! "I'm by myself!" While tears streamed down my cheeks, I screamed at the same time. Then Emon came in and walked out of my room, and I just closed my eyes as I felt my breath running after me since I had yelled earlier in the day.

Fuck? What the hell happened to me? What was I thinking when I yelled at him?

"Damn, you really messed up." I chuckled and pushed the food on a small table on the floor.

I ate the meal that was in front of me, and then I suddenly realized that it was no longer there somewhere in the recesses of my memory.

What I did was incorrect. The guy was already in a positive frame of mind. I even confronted him with a yell. What type of conduct did that seem to be?

I got out of bed and showered before heading out. Emon was humiliated to the maximum extent possible.

Every drop of water on my skin, as well as his caress and kiss, are still fresh in my mind. I can still feel the stinging sensations on my skin and the palms of my hands. I can still feel the texture of his skin.

I can't comprehend myself, for the life of me. What should I do in this situation? Will I allow him to do such a thing to me?

But what if he suddenly harms me and I'm unable to get away from him for an extended period of time?

Shouldn't I be prepared until it's too late to do anything?

What led you to believe that?

I didn't have a towel with me when I got out of the crib.

I have the impression that someone is watching my every move.

I put on a sleeveless top, jeans, and my Vans, and brushed my hair first thing in the morning. Maybe I simply need to get outside and rest for a while so that I can think and clear my head.

I go fetch my keys and wallet, then make a phone call before getting into my car and driving away from the hamlet. I'd want to relax and take in the sights and sounds of the plaza.

When I arrived, I was surrounded by lanterns and Christmas lights, which I found rather charming. It was nearly four o'clock by this point, and the surrounding area was beginning to light up. I grinned and then went for a walk, and my feet eventually brought me to the church building.

I took a big breath as I realized what I had done...

I ventured to enter and ask someone to accompany me to the confessional. Sitting there, I clenched the corners of my eyelids shut.

Because of the depth of your breath, it appears like you are taking a deep breath and then letting it out completely. When someone said anything, I was taken aback and looked down at my hands.

As I brushed away the tears that had began to stream, I whispered, "I'm sorry."

I took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes for a moment. "Sige hija sabihin mo ang saloobin mo," says the narrator.

Because of his contact, I feel vulnerable, like if my life is dependent on his every touch and kiss.

His speech makes my world tremble, and his body has the effect of a narcotic on me. He has the ability to make you feel hooked to him, and I need to stop myself while it is still early in the game, before I get swept away by his madness.

I'm aware that what I'm doing is bad, but I can't help myself. I'm well aware that I'll come to regret it one day, but I'm not sure how to stop myself from doing it. I'm apprehensive. I'm frightened that one day the items I've collected may vanish without a trace, along with the things I cherish. At the same time, I don't want to go insane since I'm well aware that I'm the only one who will be harmed and wounded in the end. It is difficult for me to know what to do, so I focus on what I can control. I mumbled something, then clenched my fists against my chest and waited for my father to respond.

As soon as you no longer know which path you should take to be rectified, seek the Lord's direction, and you will see the correct path and gain insight, but you will also recognize when you have done the wrong thing. Not everything that makes you happy is correct, and not everything that makes you unhappy is correct as well. "You are mistaken; all you need to do is believe and be given the proper clarity; you will know what is best for you." I stood up with a smile on my face.

"Thank you," I said as I went out of the church and into the plaza fair. "Thank you," I said as I walked into the plaza fair.

While I was here, I took advantage of the rides, and then I realized it was time for my pals to send me text messages.

I returned to my car and drove back to my house. I needed to get some rest. I have to go to work the next day. I needed to get some rest.

When I opened the door, I could feel the presence of other individuals, but I couldn't see anything because the room was dark. It's possible that I was exhausted.

I switched on the television, then took off the sleeveless sports bra and sweat shorts that I had been wearing, before starting to prepare dinner.

Our team is presently based at the parish church, where the police are currently investigating the death of the parish priest that occurred lately. This is breaking news. The confessor was likewise ruthlessly murdered, and now both of them are without a head. The authorities are still investigating if the skulls of the unfortunate victims have been found.

The news spread that the television had been destroyed and that a head had been used to stone people in the area.

two..

I couldn't take a breath. I was at a loss for what to do to calm myself down. My breathing was erratic as the lights went out, and a sharp item etched a line across my flesh, causing me to sob.

What exactly do you require? "Can you tell me why you did that?" I yelled, confronted him, and smacked him in the face.

"I'm going to go ahead and file a police report against you!" I yelled and dashed to the front door.

After returning to my seat, he grabbed my hip and hauled me up, pulling me back into my seat.

We made our way to the top, and no matter how loud I screamed, no one could hear me.

Allow me to leave! I'm not going to do it! "Please put a stop to this!" He threw me on the bed and kissed me fast before destroying all of my body covers and aggressively inserting his manhood into me, as if he were tearing me apart all over again.

You really blew me away! It's me, by the way! And you have no legal authority to follow my orders! If you have to be imprisoned here, I will see to it that it happens. Just make sure you don't run away from me. "Don't forget about me!" He repeated this in between his strong and violent thrusts, which caused me to moan of discomfort and ache on the interior of my body.

The only thing I did was weep.

The thought of fleeing scares me... how can I get away if the sickness that I'm consuming is eating away at my flesh?

What caused the explosion?