-Heather's POV
"Babe, I've missed you." I look up to see the dark eyes that I fear most.
"Michael." I say barely above a whisper while I sit up breathing erratically. He begins stalking towards me like a wolf about to pounce on it's prey. He's hidden under a hood however those eyes. I will never forget those eyes. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here for my fiance. You can't run away from me love." He states tilting his head and grinning smugly. I shiver at the term of endearment.
"I am not your fiance and not your love." I state more confidently then what I am feeling.
"You are mine." He states pulling out my gun from behind his back. I begin staring down the barrel. "I will not let you escape me."
"Michael just-"
BANG!
I shoot up out of bed and look around frantically realizin
