Broken Trust

Preface

The pain in my stomach excruciating. I tired to run, scream, anything but the red hot blood poured for my stomach, nose, and mouth. I couldn't move anymore. I sank to my knees and looked up facing my soon to be murderer. Her perfectly manicured nail grabbed my hair and pulled with all her might. She laughed a very familiar laugh, I knew this laugh, I trusted this laugh and the person it belonged to with my life. Ironically
she'd be the one to take it. In the seconds it had taken me to piece together who she was, she slowly pushed the ridged blade deeper in my my stomach. "Why?" Was all I could whisper before everything went dark.