Vodka Kisses

0710- The Darkest Knight

"Let's go." Eric opens the door for me.

"My leg." I tell him.

He comes to my side and helps me stand up. "I've got you, baby." He tells me which makes me cringe but I let him help me up and put an arm over his shoulder anyway.

He walks me out of the room and I look around as I do so. I wish he would get me some clothes.

We get to the stairs and I lean towards the railing of the stairs.

I use my good leg and kick at him.

"What are you doing?" He asks as I slip my arm away from him and continue to kick at him.

He pulls something out of his pocket and jabs it into my hand.

"Grace! Stop!" He tries to grab me but I kick and push until he falls down the stairs.

I quickly rush down the stairs and jump onto Eric. I kneel on this throat hoping to crush his throat. 

He struggles and tries thrashing but I dig my fingers into his eyes.

"Grace!" He screams as best as he can.

I pull his eyes out of the sockets and throw up as I do it. I'm not strong enough for this.

He stops fighting and I wrap my hands around his throat to check that he's really dead.

I push myself up and rush for the door. I make it just outside the door when I run smack into someone.

No! I was so close!

"Where's Eric? What the hell do you think you're doing?" Noel grabs my arms and grips me as tight as he can.

"I killed him." I say wiping the blood on him and he scoffs.

He pulls me back inside and looks at his brother's dead body on the floor.

"You think it's okay to kill him?" Noel grabs me by my throat and throws me again as though I'm some toy.

I crash against a table before hitting the floor causing me to groan and start coughing, coughing up blood that is.

He comes over and punches me in the face until I black out.

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"Oh you're in trouble." Noel stalks into the room
I'm in, looking angry as hell.

"Clearly." I roll my eyes.

"I'm going to hurt you for what Hannah did to me and for what you did to my brother. I get you all to myself now though. Maybe you'll finally understand me." He comes in-front of me and strokes his hand down my face.

I swear if he touches my eyes I'll literally kill him.

"What did Hannah do to you?" I ask as he pulls out a knife.

"Look, we can have matching scars." He drags the knife down the thigh of my bad leg and I gasp and wither trying to get away from him.

"You can take it! Think you can pull out Eric's eyes and not deal with this? Grow up." He tells me.

"Get away from me ." I push him.

He isn't the one I should behaving like this with, the softer I am the more likely he'll lay off.

He retracts his knife before pressing the tip of it to the base of my throat.

"If you even think about escaping again, I will kill you." He tells me.

"You'll kill me anyway." I squint my eyes at him.

"True." He applies a little pressure just to cause the tiniest little cut.