Anteprima
"Please stop, you're killing him!" I screamed with tears running heavily down my face.
He rose from his victim and turned to look at me. My gasp was interrupted as I blinked and felt my feet lift from the floor as I tried to breathe. He raised me by my neck as my reflexes acted swiftly; trying to pull his hand from above my collar. His grip was firm and I couldn't budge his hand an inch. The room dimmed as I felt myself drifting away into the sweet embrace of darkness. He then threw me across the room, crashing my body into a wooden pillar. I fell to the floor without any remorse from gravity, hitting my head. The pain was definitely there. My left shoulder was severely damaged as I let out a loud scream of agony. I was hopeless. I sat up on my knees while holding my left arm. I could feel the cut on my forehead as the blood ran down my face. I leaned over as the pain invaded my will to get up. I thought about the others. They were beaten badly; and when it all came down, there was no one here to help me. His words were a blur as it crawled into a malevolent laugh, rooted from the altar where he stood; echoing throughout the old vast chapel. The thought brought a tear to my eye as I knew my life was going to end here. I glanced over at my hero's body; still, he seemed lifeless, but with much attention, you could see his stomach expand as he inhaled slowly. Masiah then charged at me with unimaginable force. His body pierced the air as he stormed in my direction, fervent by ending my existence. My time has come and I didn't even say goodbye to my family and friends. My mind was filled with images of them. He was closer now. I stumbled to my feet, closed my eyes and smirked. I know you swore that you would protect me from anything, but even I knew better. In this life style, and not the condom- and I am still making internal jokes at such a terrible time.
I could feel his presence near and grounded as I drowned out his yelling with memories of my friends and family. I should have listened to him. This was my fault and I will die here for I couldn't help the only person in my life. The one person I have ever loved in such a way. Impossible. Not even I could attempt to place a notion as powerful as our love into words, and the risk of losing that endearing feeling makes this all the more easier to accept my ultimate fate. I loved him.
"I love you too," the tears broke through my lids.
A shadow covered me as the light from my closed eyes from fright was gone. My smirk fell as I felt the impact and gasped just as the sound of tearing flesh flew into my ears. It became quiet. The timing was off. Something was not right. I was still breathing and I lost balance a little more than I realized. I opened my eyes and I swear at that moment, I wish I was dead.
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Radiant
RomanceWhitaker is a teenage girl being haunted by a fatal group of individuals for her ties to a mysterious person.