General RP The Idol's Obsessed Fan (Knight_of_None)

It seemed he thought about just everything... "People will wonder... With no posts or anything." Going radio silent was never a good thing on social media when you're generally pretty active. Unless... Did he have access to her accounts? Had he already posted something? "No... You'll ruin everything." Her reputation! She shrank as he got closer, her small frame trembling as he made her look up. "The truth?" That she was in love with him? She could feel tears welling up in her eyes as the realization that she could be there forever settled in. She turned her head away, facing away from him.
 
"I've prepared a few statements for your account based on your history.." He said as he shrugged at her. "Id never make your community fear for you." He said as she pulled away from himbut he gripping her face, turning her to face him as he eyed her neck. He let go shortly. "I expect you to behave...or I'll. Have to do something we both will regret."
 
Damn it. He did have things prepared. How he figured out her logins, she would never know. His obsession ran so deep... It clearly didn't take him long to figure them out. Her wrists tugged lightly on her restraints, wanting to strike him when he touched her. "What are you going to do? Hurt me?" He already had, though nothing hurt more than being trapped there. She wasn't one to be kept hidden away. She valued her freedom too much. "I'll never fall in love with you," she spat, glaring through wet eyes. She had gone back on keeping quiet, but he needed to know now.
 
Aa sge spar at him, he stepped back, then picked up a part of hand pruners, for clipping twigs abd stems from plants. "Hurting you isn't what I want..." He said as he approached her, the tools creaking as he squeezed the shears. "But you want to make it so. .." He said as he leveled rhs dull tool to her.
 
"Then you will learn to stop telling such nasty lies!" He said as he snapped the tool at her. "You love me. You just need to stop pretending!" He said as he lifted them away. "Maybe I'll keep you in here a few days...it will get hot this week, this shed will be like a oven..."
 
As the tool stabbed so close to her throat, she cried out in fear. "Please!" She begged, nodding quickly. Whatever the hell she had to do, sure! "I'll work," she agreed. Work... Oh, god, did she just agree to do something with him? Or her idol work... She wasn't sure with him, typically twisting her words. She watched him carefully, mentally preparing for whatever he meant.
 

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