Infinite Hate And Undying Love - 22 Welcome To My Cage Sweetie

Seeing him go away, she ran away with all her might, all her force. She ran amidst the bushes, throgh the large gates, into the lounge and then in the hallway. But as she climbed the stairs to her room, a eerie feeling came to her. She felt like someone was following her.

She turned around. But bah! no one was there.

It was a little creepy too as the house was completely isolated. Maybe everyone had gone towards the commotion.

She climbed the steps and set foot on the corridor. The unnatural silence tortured her nerves. Suddenly she heard a noise. Footsteps! And it was coming from her room.

She opened the door and the person greeting her was him.

His evil smile looked straight at her.

She retreated her steps, but in an instant he captured her arms with one hand and her throat with another. She coughed from the inability to breathe.
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Her surroundings changed and she felt like she was in a forest. But his hand did not release her throat. Instead he tightened his grip. She felt breathless. Her hands tried to release themselves. She tried to kick him but she was completely powerless. The world around changed to a dark lifeless place. The warmth of the sunlight transformed into an unknown chilliness.

He released her now.

Breathless and petrified she fell to her knees and gasped for air. But the devil still wasn’t satisfied. He held his hair and spoke sweetly, “Welcome to my cage sweetie! ”

She cried in pain but he didn’t seem to have even an ounce of emotion in him.

“Please….Please! It hurts…..aaaah!” she cried.

“You want me to release you?

Sure!”, with that he pushed her ahead.

There was a large rock ahead. As he pushed her she failed to see it and tripped over it. She fell on the rock. Blood oozed from her temples.

‘Why was all this happening to her? Hadn’t she suffered enough?’ she cried to herself.

But the lifeless entity with her was not at all affected with her tears.

He thought all this was another ruse. Another excuse to distract him. But this time he wasn’t letting go.

He took out his blade and held its tip to her neck.