"And you must have death wish with you," he said.
His eyes. I don't like staring at his eyes. It looks so cruel. With an eyes like his, I am sure that all he can see is red. It's like those eyes appreciate nothing and the only emotion that it can display was anger and hatred.
Shit, s**t!
I am internally panicking and for f**k's sake my brain isn't doing the work right now.
"Hmm? This party is boring me a bit, but you. You're the entertainment that I need," he said as he lifted my chin to make our eyes meet.
The electricuting feeling of his skin against mine was enough for me to decide that running away from him was the only option that I have because it seems like none of these people are willing to help me out of this situation and this man. Whoever he is. I know when someone ut
