Beginnings and Endings,

Brittney and the shadow

I glanced at the guns pointed at me. Again? This is what I had hoped to get away from. But no. The dark of night surrounded me, so bright that it was just a blur. I held my hands up to surrender and saw my veins running black.

"Shit," I cursed out loud. I could hear the crunch of the splurges boots behind me has his combat boots sank into the frozen ground. I made no move to stop him. The end of his gun came in contact with my head and darkness surrounded me.

"Sure honey, I will be right over," a sickly sweet voice slurred. I groaned inwardly, because if it became outward I would surly be delivered a slap. Aunt Talia, may the devil not have mercy when she meets him. Drunken nightly and high daily.

I breathed in but cringed immediately. The smell of vodka and pot was overwhelming. I heard her hang up the phone and as her footsteps faded I manage to get up. The door slammed shut. The demon was gone.

I hated it when I was left with her. At least she was off having sex with a stranger instead of here. But whatever, at least the black had vanished from my veins. The monster, hidden.