❤️ ALYSSA ❤️
I continued moving backwards as he walked slowly to my side and I gasped when I got to the wall. He snickered and said.
“Nowhere to run too now, huh.” I looked at the door behind him and made a move to run for it, but he grabbed my hand like he was expecting that.
“Let go of me, Timothy.” I commanded, trying to take his hard grip off.
“You are hurting me, Timothy.” I cried in pain and, like a person under a spell, he snapped out of it l. He released my hand, which was already red from his tight grip.
“I’m sorry Aly.” He apologized and picked my bruised hand up, but I took it away quickly.
“Don’t touch me.” I yelled, and he stopped.
“I apologize for hurting you Aly, it wasn’t my intention, but you’re the one making me to hurt you.” I scoffed.
“You can’t get what
