He was someone that no one should ever anger. Even if you were paid to do it, it was best if you just started running.

Just

Run.

"(Name)~"

Tears started to stream down her face as she tried to hide away from him. Small hiccups could be heard coming from her as she ran faster.

Just run.

Just run a bit faster, and you may escape.

His voice echoed in her thoughts. The warning in his voice was clear.

She

Just

Had

To

Run.

Her breath hitched as a scream tired to tear it's way through her throat the moment that two arms encircled her waist.

"Come back here, (Name)."

The chase was easy. In fact...he didn't even have to sprint after her like the first time that she tried to run.

"Do I have to break your ankles again? I mean, it would make sense...they did heal after all."

He started to rock them back in forth as he stiffed his face into her neck. Her scent wafting into his nose as he sighed happily.

She was caught yet again.

Her ankles will be broken yet again.

His taunts echoed into her head yet again.

"I'm so glad you came back (Name)."

She didn't want to...

"We should play again sometime...maybe after your ankles heal," he chuckled lightly as a smirk came across his face.

She would have to come up with a new escape plan yet again.