Take Me With You

by Nina G. Jones

All of them. Seriously. This is not a romance. This is not for the faint of heart. Where you are about to go, there is no light.

I began to leave things behind: tape, rope, gloves, lube.

Wtf is he doing

Don is on his stomach, a sheet haphazardly covering his bare ass, one leg hanging out of the covers. Doesn't he know the boogeyman can grab it?

Carter is hot cocoa with marshmallows. Sometimes I wish he'd be a shot of absinthe.

Despite what you may think of me, I don't want to scare the kid if I don't have to. He's had it tough enough. So instead, I reach in and close the door without a sound.

Ew, literally smacking myself for the "aww" i gave him when i read this part.

A house provides the facade of protection. It's a sacred place, separating you from the beasts that lurk outside. But that's all it is: a facade. The reason your home is safe is because no one has wanted in yet. But if you are so unlucky, nothing can stop a monster from breaching those walls.

That's the thing about keeping a person alive. In a way you are just as much a hostage to them as they are to you.

Ok psycho i guess you have a point

Girls like her don't want the beast. They want the idea of one. They want to be safe and still revel in the thrill. But there's no safety with a monster. Because monsters consume. They take your body, your soul, and your innocence.

but as we wilted to the floor, I wasn't sure anymore what was real and what wasn't. I wasn't even sure who was playing who.

No, you gave her stockholm syndrome... Thats why shes acting like that agghhh

“Oh,” the girl, whose name I don't know, responds.

Omg… was she Vesper.

“Sam, honey, girls will be nice to you to get things. They will use you to get money, or connections. You are special, but they don't understand that. Little girls are shallow and they would rather be with a boy like Scoot. He's simple, but he's like everyone else. You are complex.”

With no weapons, and rendered almost incapacitated in his grip, I butt him right in the nose with my forehead.

Good job vesp

He likes the taste of my sadness and I like when he injects me with his venom.

He is a monster. And I have run right back into his clutches.