This choice: You've dropped it somewhere • Go Back...Chapter #6You've dropped it somewhere by: rockstatic   You panic: the gun is nowhere to be found. You look around, as if it's going to magically appear on this guy's palm, and then you look back up at him in panic. He's looking at Megan. "What the hell is this?" he asks again. Megan opens her mouth, but gets a confused look on her face and doesn't say anything. You know why: you've ordered her not to tell anyone about you, so she can't come out and say anything. So she lies. "I ... don't know."
"How can you not know? You pulled him out of your pants!" he says, with an exasperated tone. You're pretty flustered yourself, so you try another order. "MEGAN, GRAB ME BACK!" you scream.
Sure enough, Megan lunges for you, but the guy is too quick and pulls his hand back. Megan jumps up at him and reaches again, and this time he takes his free hand and roughly pushes her back against the bedroom wall. She leaps up again, and rushes back towards him. He pushes her away again, only for her to come back at him a third time. By now he's squeezing you pretty tightly to make sure he doesn't lose you, which is a shame, because this is getting out of control rapidly.
This time he grabs Megan with his free hand and pushes her onto the bed, where he holds his forearm against her chest and keeps the rest of her pinned. "I want some answers. Why did you come at me as soon as he said to?" He pauses and you get a sick feeling in your stomach. He's figuring it out. "Do you have to do everything he says?"
He sits up and smiles. Megan lunges at you again, and touches you for a brief second. But the guy pulls his hand away and pins her again. Then he looks down at you.
"Make her stop."
You pause. You're not sure you like where this is going. Unfortunately, he starts squeezing, and it hurts. A lot. Right away, too. You thought this would be a long, drawn-out process, but really you're done almost immediately. You'd sigh, if you could. "Megan, stop."
Your giant roommate stops pushing, and the guy stands up, still clenching you tightly in his fist. He looks down on you. "That's unreal," he says. You don't like the looks of this.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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