"You are my toy. MINE"; His voice was starting to get dark, but I was starting to get mad.
I" am not yours, will never be."
That moment he seemed to snap. He hovered over me. His face was inches away from mine. It seemed like he was going to kiss me.
"You are mine. Mine to hold. MINE!. Mine to kill." He was so close. He was breathing fast against my cheek. He was angry.
" Then kill me already."