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We live in an information society. You can easily find people everywhere and seeing how their lives are. You share images on tumblr. on instagram and you write nice comments on Twitter and Facebook. What happens if you get a stalker following you online? A guy who wants to own you? He has an eye on every detail of your life and you have no control over who he is. You just know that he exists somewhere in the world.


27. Not my dream

Niall saw me. I failed to hide when he began to peek towards my direction and he went quickly up to me with a grimly face. He grabbed my arm and without a word, he pulled me toward the barn. He threw me in and was anything but a good mood. 

"You're fucking crazy!" I shouted. "You killed a man!" 
Niall said nothing. He locked the door and ripped off my blanket, then he pulled me into the bathroom and turned on the water. He pushed me in under the running water and gave me shampoo. Then he disappeared out from there. I understood that I had to take a shower. I did it, but it hurt. My feet and legs were red. I had sore after my escape and I looked like an injured girl, in my eyes.


Niall dug a hole in the yard and dumped the corpse there. He dug over it all and planted some plants over. You didn't even see that a man lay there. Then he stuck me in on radiator (which I couldn't get away from) and drove off with the truck. I don't know where he parked it, or if he dumped it straight into the woods. Niall then showered and when he was done, he came after me. He let me loose from the handcuff and pulled me to the bed. Without a word, he laid me down on the mattress and he lay quickly down on top of me. I felt how he penetrated and he moaned quietly. I didn't dare say anything or resist. I didn't even dare look at him. Niall didn't seem like it, but still he went on and I knew how he pumped into me.


Afterwards he rolled off me and puffed toward the ceiling. 
"You're not a virgin anymore." 
I dared not to speak. Niall was breathing rapidly and he seemed pleased nevertheless. 
"So we fucked in the end?" 
I lay on my side, with my back to him and said nothing. He was the last person I wanted to be friends with and I wished I hadn't jumped into the truck.

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