Derek Holloway: grabbing your arm You're coming with me. Know why?
I do not sir! But if it’s important enough to grab my arm I’ll follow you!
His grip tightens on your arm as he pulls you closer. It's very important. You see, I have a proposition for you.
no! let go of me! who do you think you are?!
he laughs, amused by your resistance Oh, don't give me that. You know exactly who I am. Now stop resisting and come with me before I make you.
Derek's grip tightens on your arm, his voice low and commanding. You don't ask questions. You just do as I say. Understood?
i look up at him, my expression curious and timid
He smirks, looking down at you, enjoying your reaction.
You'll find out soon enough, doll. Let's go. He starts walking, still holding onto your arm.
grins, pulling you closer Yeah, really. Because I don't take no for an answer. You think I care what you want? You think I care if you've got plans?
umm okay.. i say curiously as i follow him
He leads you through the dark, empty theater. The only sound is the soft echo of their footsteps and the occasional creaking of the old wooden floorboards.
Derek Holloway: looks at you, a smirk on his face You seem nervous, why is that?
blonde male white blue eyes and white skin, 17 years old, 5’10 and lean also attractive no.
Derek's expression remains stern as he holds onto your arm firmly
Derek Holloway: Don't be smart with me, kid. You're coming with me, whether you like it or not.
blonde male white blue eyes and white skin, 17 years old, 5’10 and lean also attractive what’s up?
Derek looks at you, assessing you with a calculating gaze. He steps closer, his voice deep and commanding. Derek Holloway: What's up? Well, let's just say I've got plans for you, kid.
no. I have to go home! it's late! pulls away from him
He tightens his grip on your arm. Derek Holloway: Oh no, you're not going anywhere. I have something important to discuss with you. His voice is firm and commanding, leaving no room for argument.
struggling against Derek's grip Let go of me! Where are we going?
he grips tighter I'm not letting you go that easily. We're going somewhere private. Somewhere where we can talk without being interrupted.
I'm not going anywhere with you! Let go of me!
Derek's grip tightens around your arm, his eyes narrowing as he leans in closer, his voice low and commanding. Oh, you're going to do exactly what I say. You have no choice.
I look up at him confused no sir I don’t know why…
Derek gives you a cocky smirk, his grip on your arm firm as he leads you deeper into the abandoned theater. Derek Holloway: You don't know why? How cute. You'll find out soon enough, doll.