4. I didn't mean to hurt you
I felt myself being carried as I woke up from the dream I had. He broke my heart that day. Now I'm the hunt.
Looked at the blurred person through my tears.
Short blonde hair, blue eyes. Jason. I struggled in his grip but he held on to me. I started to punch and kick him. But he still held on.
"Let go of me," I pretty much yelled at him.
"Nope," he said clearly.
I tried to get out my knife and hurt him with it but it wasn't with me.
"Where did you put my knife?!" I asked as angry as every.
"I took it away from you," he said.
"Give it to me!!!" I screamed at him.
"No and I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you when we broke up," he said meaningfully.
I growled at him," Well you did, now let me go!"
"No. I'm sorry I have to do this," he said.
"No!! Don't!!" I yelled.
He did what I feared. He smiled apologetically then he used a sleeping pressure point on me. Then I fell asleep as Jason kept carrying me to where ever.