Love By Psychopaths
CHAPTER 43 : RUN!

Degs....

Degs....

Degs....

My heart is really beating fast. It was so tight that I was tight, and I felt the beat slowly.

I don't know what I'm thinking, really? He lives with a psychopath who killed his parents. There's no guarantee he won't kill me later.

I continued to rebel, especially after hearing Darrel's words. But why! I can't even move my body for now, especially if I have to get out of here.

"Why can't you just shut up." said Darrel in a flat tone.

It scares me even more, I don't want to be with Darrel anymore, I want to get out of here.

"Get me out stupid! I don't want to be here!" my screams kept getting louder, while crying and rebelling as I could.

But should I shut up, I couldn't stand it. I don't know what's better, between living with a psychopath who can get me killed by his behavior. Or you have to keep trying, by eventually being killed too. Nothing really good for me.

"You want to get out, don't you? Let's get out!" said Darrel with a high tone at the end.

Shortly after, Darrel began to lift me away. I knew it wasn't going to end well, where I kept rebelling but it still didn't work.

"Where are you taking me! Please let me go! I want to go home now! Bring me back now!" I shouted continuously while lashing out at Darrel who was carrying me on his shoulder.

I think it's over now, I have no hope. If someone Darrel is let, live... There is only pain there is no such thing as romantic or compassion.

Darrel kept taking me upstairs, even though I only had one towel wrapped around my body. Darrel just kept quiet and carried me up the stairs.

Before long, Darrel took me into a room. Of course the room in Darrel's house, or. the room above the bassmant of Darrel's house.

This room feels familiar before, there is a shelf full of books, a study table that is very clean and neat, as well as a set of chairs on the balcony of the room.

Obviously this is not a room for Darrel's age, it looks more like a student's room.

"Did you remember" said Darrel suddenly breaking my daydream.

I turned to him with a surprised and scared face. My hands shook, my sweat came out, I didn't know what to do other than to actually have to beg out.

"Did you remember? Where we kissed here, you just kept running down, getting hit... Can you remember that?" darrel asked in a row while rubbing and stroking my hair.

I just looked down in fear, holding my breath. How not I've really been very close to Darrel, let alone our bodies are both just wrapped around a towel.

I don't know... I smell the scent of freedom, but if I fail both my legs are at stake.

"What do you think, just 10 seconds 10 de-ticks" Darrel said back then pushed me out of his room.

"WHAT ARE YOU THINKING! LET'S RUN OUT QUICKLY!" darrel's shout was so strong it made me run without thinking anymore.

I don't know I don't know... I just ran in a towel, but my feet are on stake here too.

"10.... 9..." Darrel heard him start counting from the top of the room, and I opened the door.

I'm already in the yard right now, I'm so grateful I can breathe fresh air. By increasing the speed I immediately ran towards the gate that was going in front of me. Wooden gates with large and high, making people unable to see the direction in the house.

But my pleasure didn't last long, when I realized the gate was locked. I continued to break out, and pull as hard as I could but still it seemed like this gate had been closed.

".... 3.... 2.... 1...." the voice of Darrel who was counting again, made me stronger banging on this wooden gate.

"I gave you a chance, but why don't you go? Is it fun for you to hurt me?" darrel said slowly starting to approach me.

"YOU LIAR! YOU CHEATED!" I shouted loudly while continuing to bang on the gate.

"PLEASE! HELP U! SOMEONE HELP ME!" I shouted loudly while continuing to break down the door with my body.

...BRUGH!...

The powerful pounding of my head into the wooden gate, rendered me almost unconscious instantly. With the remnants of my consciousness, I felt my body being dragged away right now. I felt that the towel I was using had been completely removed, leaving my naked body dragged on this pafing.

Somehow I still didn't give up, I was full of high hopes still holding back a drag of Darrel with my fingers already squeezed. Even my fingers started bleeding from holding my body.

"To-longs... A-ku~"

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