Dark Secrets

Blood for Love

     The night was crisp and the air was musky. The lights blared brightly in my eyes, blinding me for what seemed like forever. I was walking, very slowly, thinking...thinking of her. My sweet Clare. But she left me. I hated her for it, but I can't hate her for long. She was mine after all that time. How could she? She told me I was insane, a mad man with no victim but her. I wouldn't harm her, I'd never harm her. I could harm others, for her. Now...now I wish I could stab her. But why? I love her, I do, But...She doesn't love me. I wish she could feel the pain I felt. How I fell to my knees begging her for another chance.

     I thought about it, you know, stabbing her. I almost did when she threw me out. The butcher knife, I gripped it firmly in my hands. I just wanted blood. Her blood. I wanted to hear her scream in terror. I, I just couldn't. I couldn't hurt such and angel of grace. Her bright brown hair curled around her shoulders. Her warm hazel eyes shone in the darkness of the night. How could I harm her?

     --A/N--

This is VERY VERY short. The other stories I write will be longer, but I just wanted a small tug at the main characters heartstrings kinda story.

Mkay bye my Noodles.