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Niklas!
I think of him and I drop the glass in the sink, shattering it.
Niklas!!!
I gently reach in and grab the biggest shard, hiding it behind me as I turn to face my worst fucking nightmare.
“Ntz Ntz Ntz…” Adrien lets out that scolding sound, like he is so disappointed in me. “I’ve missed you, little bird.”
His grin gives me an uneasy sensation, creeping like slime on my skin. I do not move.
“I’ve been looking for you. Wondering why you ran away from me. I thought we wanted the same thing, you and I. Cut from the same cloth…”
I frown. My view on the world is distorted, but his is downright paranoid.
“Never,” I say, clear disgust reverberating through my voice.
His grin fades, his thick dark brows arch.
“You’ve been getting comfortable, little bird, too comfortable… with him.” His eyes are downright terrifying now, madness exploding out of them. “Maybe I need to remind you who you belong to.”
“No.” A little bit more fear coming through my voice.
“No?! No, what?! You stupid bitch! No, you haven’t been getting cozy?! Fucking him?!” he yells at me, all of a sudden slamming a huge hunting knife, tip first, into the butcher block of the kitchen island.
I jump at the noise, watching as he flexes his big hand around the handle of the knife, his knuckles turning white, veins pulsing hard, the silver blade shining in the moonlight.
“Or no, I don’t need to remind you who you belong to?” he continues. “Because I know I do, little bird! I need to fucking remind you, mark your pretty pale skin over and over again so you will always know who the fuck you belong to! Not that you’ll end up being fingered in the woods by that asshole ever again!”
He rages and stalks forward, I flinch and clutch the piece of glass in my hand, feeling it sink into my flesh.
Adrien has been watching me… I feel bile rising up my throat. All this time, he’s been watching me, watching us. I hold my ground as he stalks toward me, our bodies almost touching, the knife now in his right hand, its thick blade promising to draw blood.
“Which one is it? Huh? What are you saying no to?” he asks, almost whispering.
“Everything.” I look straight into his brown eyes.
He clutches the back of my neck with his left hand and suddenly brings the knife to my throat, the sharp blade resting at the base of it.
I suck in a breath and hold his mad gaze.
“Everything.” I repeat louder as I shove the piece of glass in his lower abdomen, next to his pubic bone. His upper body is covered by a thick coat, but on his lower body he’s only wearing jeans. Strange choice for this environment, but advantageous to me, nonetheless.
I push in the piece of glass as hard as I can, pushing him away at the same time, while using my other arm to move the knife away from my throat, taking advantage of his momentary distraction. The shard sliced my skin, but the pain feels sweet.
He bellows and yells bloody murder as he clutches his groin.
I run. I run as hard as my feet can take me, straight to the front door, praying to the gods that Niklas didn’t lock it. Adrien screams harder behind me, and I hear glass shattering on the floor, before his footsteps move on the wooden planks.
“I’m gonna fucking kill you, you fucking bitch!”
I rip open the door, noticing that it must have been locked before, because the window is now broken. I run down the steps and straight for the forest, suddenly being drowned in a sense of dejá vu.
“But first,” Adrien bellows, “I’m gonna catch you and make you dig your own fucking grave, little bird.”
I run as fast as I can because I know he will do it; he will make me dig my own grave, and he will fill it with my blood before he even puts me in it.
Yet again, I find myself jumping over the dips and mounds of the snow-covered forest floor, dodging trees and branches, trying hard to see where the hell I am going. However, this time around I am not completely naked, and I have shoes on. My chances are already higher.
