"Somebody's got a stalker!" Beverly joked with a giggle. As much as I wanted to laugh, I forced a smile instead. I felt his eyes on me from across the room. Patrick Hockstetter, am I really worth committing crime over? Obsessing over? "All mine." The words echoed through my head. I'm just an object to him.... so why can't I get rid of these feelings? The reminder of how his hands felt pinning my wrists down before they wrapped around my throat. He loves to see me cry, to watch me beg. Oh Patrick, what have I gotten myself into? SMUT WARNING MATURE CONTENT WARNING READ AUTHORS NOTE AT BEGINNING BEFORE READING PLEASE!!!! NOT ASSOCIATED WITH STEPHEN KING OR THE IT FRANCHISE, I DO NOT OWN ANY IMAGES USED, NOR THE CHARACTERS. JUST THIS SPECIFIC STORYLINE!
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