In the corner of the room the chains run from the wall to his body. His jaw clenches when the gravel beneath my boots screams. He lay in the corner with his spine to me. Quietly, I slip against the wall and clench my fists trying to compose my hatred.
Wisps of black hair hang before the nape of neck. His pale pink lips quiver at the sound my breath. He lay hugging his knees to his chest.
He...He... looks human
I lay my head back among the roots and close my eyes.
No! No! No!
I can't control myself.
Kill it!
I slide my knife from my belt and hurl it aiming for right above him. Slicing through the air, my knife flies past his ear and buries itself in the soil of the wall. He doesn't even flinch.
Nothing? What the hell! I could have killed him and all he does is sit there with his back to me?
"Face me you coward!" I hiss
His jaw twitches.
"Do you hear me talking to you? Turn aro..."
My sentence is cut short when his body awkwardly lunges for the knife and plucks it from the wall. Before I can move, the knife whizzes through the air and hits the wall with a thud right above the crook of my neck.
Oh my God
I wince, waiting for the pain to hit me. It doesn't.
My hand flies up to my neck and desperately searches for any cuts.
Nothing
"I will not kill you," he breathes.
"I...I..." I mumble
"What is your name?" he whispers. He stands up to a few inches taller than me. His body is lean and pale. His blue shirt hangs from his shoulders and his shorts blend in with the brown wall. The brittle chains lay in heaps next to him.
I look away and yank the knife from the wall. The room seems to shriek and spin. The chains screech across the floor, but before I can spin around. He has me pinned against the wall. I gasp and drop the dirt-encrusted knife.
"Let go of me," I screech.
"What is your name?" he cocks his head to the side as if he hadn't heard me at all.
"Get off before I kill you!"
I feel weak
His lips press harshly against mine.
Soft
I push against his chest, but I'm no match for his slender build.
I have no other choice, so I bite his lip as hard as I can. Blood gushes into my mouth.
The blood tastes sweet.
"What the hell!" I roar
"What is your name?" he whispers
"My name is May"
"You are beautiful May"
