I sit cowering in a corner as he slinks down the stairs, knife in hand still covered in blood from his previous murders. I stare up at him sobbing still unable to believe he would do something like this. I try one more time begging him not to do it. He flinches as i scream at him to stop. He keeps coming at me twirling the knife in his hand like its a game. Finally he stops right in front of me.Crouching down he traces the knife along the upperlip of my mouth.
"I always thought this belonged to me" He says more to himself then for my benefit. I can still smell the blood from......i cant even bear to say their name as my throat swells up in grief silent tears streaming down my face as the boy licks my blood from the knife.
"Your mouth always seemed so perfect, so scarlet red, so....."
He leans in, lips barely brushing mine. I lean forward absentmindedly but pull back the second i smell the blood on his breath, finally coming to my senses. He smiles down at me, a crazy look in those beautiful eyes of his. "Until i discovered the truth that....that......HE had been there that FREAK. No-one will kiss your perfect lips ever again!"
He says as he slashes the knife along my mouth making blood drip onto my shirt and the ropes im tied in. "And no one will ever look at you and think "beautiful " the only thing they will be thinking is UGLY. HIDEOUS.BITCH!" He screams at me shaking as he crys. He slashes the knife once more down the side of my face and across my eye. Blood poors onto my clothes Its so painful my body isnt even able to cry or scream.
"DO YOU LOVE ME?"
He screams the question at me spit flying into my face.
"Y-yes"
I mumble back. and sadly its the truth even after everything thats happened some insane part of me is still in love with him.
"LIES! YOU SLUT THAT IS THE LAST LIE YOU WILL EVER TELL KAYLA MOORE! The boy screams at me madly. Because your life is over."
He whispers menacingly. I flinch as he reaches the knife back one last time.
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So thats me and the sad pathetic thing i called a life. I would have killed myself after everything that happened but the thought that another stupid girl would make the same mistake kept me alive. I have to stop that so for all those people girls and boys alike im going to tell you the story of how i wound up in that corner and the stupid mistakes i made to break the boys i love.
It all starts with me, myself, and I. So that was me the pathetic girl crying in the corner of my basement. Kayla is my name and before everything happened i had a pretty great life. 17 living with just my 6 year old sister and my best friend. my father dead and my mother living in Africa helping a poor child while her own children were living hell. ok so it wasnt perfect but it was heavan compared to the hell im living now. I had one great best friend (i never really was popular) called Annie and i had a good school.In the end it was my love life that ruined everything.
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The dark one
RandomKayla isn't exactly your typical teenage girl. Her father's dead, mother's in Africa, she lives with her younger sister and best friend. She thinks she has a pretty awesome life, until a boy on a motorcycle comes hurtling towards her. The cute brown...
