Black As Snow

Part 1

I had wished that the snow never came it meant I couldn't run, from him or anyone. My plan was to leave him, explain it wasn't working out and go. I knew it meant leaving the town as well, but that's just the issue with small towns everyone finds out everything whether you want them to or not. Shadowlake was where I had been born and raised, I have spent my 22 years here and it has left me broken and scared. This town has never seen snow in 75 years and the year I try and make my breakaway, is the year it snows, just my luck. I was leaving for two reasons to escape and to hide. I was escaping from the boredom that this town secreted and hiding from him.

I had met him 3 months ago and I thought he was amazing. He was the stereotypical out of town stranger; tall, dark and mysterious. We met at the diner and he made me swoon immediately, but who can be immune to the charming compliments of a handsome stranger. We went for coffee the next day, and I thought we hit it off. He never took his blue-eyed gaze off me the whole time, he was so dreamy and kind, it was impossible not to blush. After our coffee rendezvous we hit it off and it was dinner every night and we got close, in a relationship as one might suggest. He asked me to stay with him 3 nights a week and then it progressed to me moving in with him. Many thought this was too fast, but I saw it as my way out from this quaint town, even I saw the warning signs but that didn't stop me.

Once I moved in it wasn't long before things were taking a turn for the worse. He started to get distant; his whole demeanour changed, gone was the kind and gentle man,  full of compliments. All that was left seem to be was a distant shell of the man I had once fell for. It was about a week ago when he first snapped, it wasn't even my fault. Oh, how things spiralled after that first burst of anger. He started to take control and micro-manage my life, my friendships, and my mind. It wasn't long until I saw what was happening, he was after someone to control and that wasn't going to be me. I was out I packed a bag, booked the bus tickets, and prepared to get out before it was too late. The red weather warning was announced, the buses were cancelled and the Shadowlake ground to an immediate halt.

On the day before the snow, he left to stock up on supplies. This was my chance, my chance to gather all belongings and leave. I was too slow, or he was too quick. He came home whilst I was in the middle of gathering my stuff, I saw his eyes change from the warmth they usually held, to an empty, distant, darkness I had never seen before. I knew I was in trouble more than I had ever been before. He grabbed my arm drag me out of the bedroom, he pushed me to the carpet in the lounge. "You want to leave? Leave me?" He asked rhetorically, "You want to venture into the world, with this snow?" The tone of his voice said everything. He was more than a little pissed, he was furious. At this moment I risked a glance and that's when I saw the snow. My window of escape was gone. Who knows if I was ever going to get another chance. "What do you think you're looking at?" He yelled in my face. "N-Nothing ..." I whimpered knowing what lay in store for me. "If it's the snow that you want you can have it, but you are not leaving me." The unwavering tone of his voice meant he wasn't lying, I wasn't going to be able to leave.