Annabelle's POV:
Damon firmly grasped onto my chin urging me to turn my head and look at him, but I refused, until he sharply yanked me forwards. I stared into his eyes and saw rage, a twisted pool of blackness boring straight through me as if he wasn't in his own body. He grabbed the small knife he was holding and began tracing around the features of my face. I held back sobs as he ran the tip along my mouth, nose and eyelids contemplating where to slice first. Just when I though he might release my head, his grip on my chin became stronger and I felt a bruise begin to form. I was overly focused on that pain that the sharp pain through my neck caught me off guard and left me staggering for breath.
"So beautiful, it complements your face so well Sweetheart, maybe I should do another," Damon whispered close to my ear as he was admiring his handiwork. I felt the warm, sticky substance begin to drip down my neck coating the top of my chest. Damon had sliced a gash ear to ear straight across the middle of my throat, yet not deep enough to reward me the pleasure of dying. Breathing became harder and harder as my chest became heavier and heavier yet again. Damon walked over and grabbed the other lone chair by the side of the cabin and dragged it up across from me. Sitting two feet away he crossed his legs and stared at me in bliss as he watched me fight for each lungful of air.
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hi! I'll keep this a/n short and sweet, thanks so much for the reads guys! much appreciated and please feel free to comment and vote!
-cay
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Silenced
Teen FictionAnnabelle Grace married young into the dark world of Damon Drake. Confused and alone she had no escape being stuck with this monster of a man. Can she get away? Then, there's her brother Jack who will do anything to protect his baby sister, but how...
