The man with the beautiful, lying, psychotic man with the quiff. "He's either bringing some crappy food or tighter chains- or- both" Sebastian shook his head worriedly. I just wanted to curl up into a ball again and close my eyes and then wake up on the morning that we went on the ship, but then change our minds so that none of this would have happened. Sebastian started to run now and I struggled to keep up. He held on tightly to my hand and led me down the hall. "He normally comes alone, but recently he's gotten two burly guards" Sebastain explained hurriedly. I wanted to hide in Sebastian’s cell with him if it meant being free from Zayn’s lying, greedy, psychotic clutches. He rubbed the small of my back slowly, gently, which made the guilt in my stomach churn even harder and faster.įootsteps sounded from around the corner. I cried even louder, but my tears were muffled against Sebastian's chest. Then he lunged forward and grabbed me, pulling me to hard against his chest. He stared in terrified wonder as the door swung open. Sebastian took the key from my hand and slid it in himself. I slammed it into the lock, but my shaking fingers made it hard to turn the key correctly. Instantly, I jumped up and reached for the key. Then, something glittered in the corner and I saw that it was a key. I had spent too many weeks enjoying Zayn's company, his lying, possessive company. I was too selfish too tell him the truth. "Sebastian, I've-I've" I started to admit to being here and happy with Zayn and how I'd been unfaithful, but I stopped myself.
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