In Her Mind

Blood Laced Stitches.13.

That was one of my most creative kills yet , and inspiration sparked at me to kill more . But I was done with killing for today and my heart longed for Connor .

I had to get out of this place before anyone could see me or even suspect it was me .

Peering out of the window I watched and waited for the coast to be clear . Suspense was killing me and my anxiety spiked.

Finally it cleared up and I made a run for it . I dodged curious looks and hid the blood stains on my body . The run was thrilling and I pumped my legs harder . Adrenaline from the kill and run coursed through my veins and I became high on the chemicals in my nrain .

I went faster and faster and soon I was at the bunker . I almost ran past the entrance but my foot caught on and I tripped over it . I screeched to a stop . My head pounded as I got up and my vision was blurry . Making sure nobody saw me , I unlocked the door and went down into the bunker . Everything looked how it was when I left it . Everything was in it's place .

Connor was surprisingly quiet when I knocked on his door . I pulled out my pass to unlock the door but to my surprise it was open already . My heart was beating fast and my fear rose every second .

I pushed the door open and was greeted with absolute loneliness .
I began searching crazily for him . I couldn't lose him . Not now and not ever !

My mind became blurry and my heart rose up to her throat . I was having an anxiety attack . I knew I had to calm down but I couldn't . I couldn't be without Connor !
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I scrambled over to search the rest of the bunker but found no trace to him . Tears streamed down my eyes and a dull headache pulsed behind my eyes . I let out a sad scream , my heart was once again broken .

I fell to my knees and crawled back to his room , where I sunk onto his bed . The pain overpowered me and my eyes shut . My last thoughts before my deep slumber was that I lost him , again . And now I might never be able to find him .

I gave up and pushed the knife deep into my arm making a long gash . Ironic , I thought as my life faded just like my victims' lives did . Bye Connor , I love you , I'm sorry .

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(Nah , chill I'm not that evil *smirks devilishly* , presenting ..... Connor's POV !!!!:

I only woke up a little while ago to find the note that she had gone to slaughter again . I knew it was wrong , but I knew she had her reasons . Honestly I was just too in love with Rose to ever leave her again . She was my past , present and future .

Somehow I'd get her to open up . Somehow we could make this work , it just had to .

Signing I crumpled up the note and turned my attention to my food . I wasn't really in the mood to eat so I just chugged down my water .

I spent the majority of my time staring blankly at the walls , regretting the pain I caused my Rose .

Suddenly I heard her soft footsteps climbing down the stairs . Something was wrong , they were uneven and I could hear her moaning out in pain . What happened to her ?

My protective side got stronger and I wanted to know what was wrong with my girl . Her voice got louder so she was near . She moaned about words like "Connor" and "gone" and repeatedly shouted no over and over again .

I heard her fumble against my door . She slid her pass down and opened it up . Fear was evident on her face as she looked around the room . What was weird , was that she seemed to look right through me . I tried speaking to her but it was like she couldn't hear me .

Some guilty part of me looked at the unlocked door . It was a way to get out , but I couldn't ever leave my Rose again .

She turned on her heal , running through the house in search of me . She cried and screamed . Her breathing became worse and I realised she was having an attack .

Slowly she sunk down to her knees and screamed . She crawled to my room and climbed to my bed . Clutching the pillow to breathe in my scent . She started sweating and hyperventilating , her last words were "my Connor , I'm sorry." And then she was out .

Her eyes faded shut and I was afraid that she had greeted death . I checked her pulse which was rapidly breathing . I had to help my girl .

I stripped off her clothing to her underwear to help her cool down . I brushed her beautiful black locks out of the way and pressed a cool damp cloth to her forehead .

With two fingers on her wrist to monitor her heart beats , I felt the change and her heart returned to normal .

I was still a guy and stole greedy looks at her perfect athletic but curvy body . Her muscles were more toned and defined since the last time he saw her so up close . Thoughts pushed and nagged at him to taste her flesh but he shrugged it off , deeming it crazy to kiss his unconscious girlfriend's body .

As his eyes raked over her he noticed a long gash on the side of her arm and cuts to her forehead . Her knife . Where was it ?

He searched for it and found the blood , matching her crimson liquid blood . The scrapes on her head couldn't have been from the knife . She must've fell and knocked herself out . Making her go into a frenzy .

Pieces of the puzzle clicked together and he realized , that she mumbled sorry for a reason . Did she try to kill herself because she thought he was gone ?

Only then did he realize how stupid he was letting the blood flow . He was letting her die every second . As fast as lighting he grabbed the aid kit Rose always used for his cuts and he began cleaning them . The gash was to deep so he had to stitch it up . He willed himself to out the needle and thread through her skin and continued lacing it up .

Please Rose , don't do this to me .
Connor prayed that she would wake up , as he sat , gazing at her unmoving form .