Goodnight, My Love

"No!" I scream, fighting back tears. Brian pushed the knife against Jake's throat threateningly. "Come one step closer and I'll kill him."

Hot tears run down my cheeks. He can't die, he just can't. I rack my brain for a plan, a thought. "I'm not scared," I try.

He scoffs, "You lying, idiotic, girl. Your body is trembling with fear."

"Why would you kill your own son?" I ask innocently. I stand up, watching his perplex face. I caught him off-guard. Now's my chance.

I throw my body towards him, praying Brian doesn't dig that knife in deeper.

Why'd it take me so long to realize?