Loved by a Devil
see-through glass coffee table in front of me.
    "I never said I wanted any." I sighed.
    Drew sat next to me on the leather couch, "Then what do you want?"
    "Some sleep is what I want. It's been a long night." I frowned.
    "Then you can sleep over here." Drew told me.
    "No! Just take me home. I don't even know why you took me here. You seemed pretty pissed after we left the restaurant." I replied, turning to face him.
    Drew frowned, "I was never mad."
    "You're lying." I stated, too tired to shout.
    "Who cares?"
    "I care."
    "What I felt, doesn't matter." he hissed.
    "So you don't care." I held my breath.
    "No. No, I don't." Drew said.
    The world stopped in front of me, like a cannon ball just crashed into the earth in slow motion. The bits of earth flying around like confetti, eventually flying towards the ground in clumps of dirt and soil, making a mess of the place. I didn't notice a tear fall from my face until it dropped from my face, landing on leather.
    "You're crying. What's wrong?" Drew asked.
    I ignored the question, "I thought you loved me."
    It took him the tiniest second to figure out what I meant.
    "I didn't mean it like that." he started.
    "Sounded like you did." I said.
    "But it didn't." Drew whispered.
    "Yes you did!" I shrieked.
    God I was losing it.
    "Stop." he replied calmly.
    I tried to run, but Drew reached for me blindingly fast, crushing his lips to mine.
    "Stop!" I hissed, trying to pull away. Drew's grip only tightened.
    I yelped in pain, and he loosened his grip on me, just the tiniest bit though. I seized this moment to grab his forearms and throw him over me. Drew landed on the coffee table, making a giant crash, sending shards of ice everywhere.
    I made a break for it, sprinting towards the doorway.
    A sharp pain appeared in my ankle, just as I was turning the door nob too. Damn it.
    I screamed, looking down to see what had wounded me. It was Drew, his grip on my ankle-which was now broken- incredibly horrible. His frame was on top of mine, his face enraged.
    "You tried to escape." he hissed, his usually brown eyes now a bright yellow.
    "What are you?" I whimpered.
    Drew hesitated, as if searching for answer, but instead brought his mouth to mine. But it wasn't a kiss. He was trying to force my mouth open, and he succeeded. My whole body went numb, my vision blurring. It felt like he was trying to suck something out of me. I don't know what. But I do know I don't feel like dying. At least not tonight.
    I grabbed his face, trying to get Drew the hell off of me. When I did, I brought my fist back and threw it into his face. It stunned him, but still, I don't know how long the would last. I scrambled out of my cage and limped to the doorway.
    I opened it, and tried to run into the cold night. Hm...maybe I could take the truck. I limped towards the passenger side and tried the handle. Locked. Again, damn it.
    "Moon!"
    I spun around, Drew was running straight into my direction.
    "Wait! Wait, give me a chance to explain."
    I backed away from him, realizing that I was standing in the middle of the street.
    "A chance to explain? A chance to explain!" My voice rose.
    "Please. Just come inside and I'll explain."
    "Come inside! And what? Give you another chance to freaking rape me?" I shrieked.
    "No! No. Just please. Listen to me."
    "No! What idiot would listen to you? I mean, why did you-"
    "Look out!" Drew shouted.
    "Wha-?"
    I could just imagine my eyes turning wide and looking like a deer's. You know, when you accidently run over a deer at night and honk your horn but it's too late for the animal. Or for you, unless the deer has giant antlers and you're driving a Smart Car. The force knocked me on the other side of the road, me rolling into the woods in pain.
    There was the sound of rubber screeching against asphalt, making the air smell disgusting. I heard someone roar in a rage, the sound of a car crashing, making it go beep beep beep . I could just imagine glass all over the place. Someone ripped what

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