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Oh, nice! Proud of yourself, whining like a little girl? Any wonder I couldn't see myself caving in to you ??!
You won't be getting out of that hold very easily with the grip he's got on your body. What an intense squeeze!
A great fear came over me, and my body went entirely cold, and I stood as if paralyzed with fear; for I knew that the horse was no earthly horse, but the pale horse that will be sent at the Day of Reckoning, and the rider of it is Death; and it was Death itself who stood behind me, with his arms wrapped around me as tight as iron bands, and his lipless mouth kissing my neck as if in love. But as well as the horror, I also felt a strange longing.
— Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace
Writing Prompt 318
The street was mostly empty as they walked towards the meeting point. X kept a tight hold on Y’s arm, not that they would have considered running. Y didn’t see how life could get worse so there was no point running.
If you're pretending from the start like this
With a tight grip, then my kiss can mend your broken heart
I might miss everything you said to me