PEYTON’S POV
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I thought we were going somewhere , I thought that this would be the first step towards trust .
I actually began to think that he wasn’t such a bad guy , that maybe I misunderstood him and that he just doesn’t want to be alone .
When he offered me a room up here , in the open , a door without a lock , I thought , just for a second , that life was going to turn out alright .
For a split second , I thought that this wasn’t a jail anymore , that it could turn into my home too .
He went on about that this is my freedom , like it’s some sort of gift and how does he forget that the room is being renovated ?
I feel like it’s all lies .
I feel like he pulls me in just to push me away again .
He makes me feel so alive , yet so scared .
I’m not one to sit when someone demand
