"Spirits of Air, Earth, Fire, and Sea
Converge together, set thy angel free
From my tongue, I send this rhyme
In hopes that my offering appeases time
Cast aside morals, see what is near
Make a quick judgment, bring death here
Evils extinguished, pu...
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Fear.
My body void of all other emotions.
Registering the voice and who it belonged to, had stolen all the reserved air I had in my lungs.
How? How could this be happening? Was this another nightmare? A million questions whirled through my head like a cyclone.
"I can smell the fear on you my little dove and let me just say...it is exquisite." The voice purred.
The grip around my neck tightened and I willed myself to stare straight. I felt the brush of lips against my ear as the figure behind me stepped closer. "I will have to thank you though. As tedious as my death was, you have no idea the types of doors that have now opened for me." His words laced with cruel intentions.
The hand pushed me forward aggressively and I collapsed onto my knees. I kept my head down, hair falling to the sides of my face, not daring to look up.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as the figure stalked around my body and stopped right before me. Eyes like daggers pierced into my skull.
Fingers wrapped around my jaw with a firm grip and forced me to look up, allowing me to fully process just how utterly screwed I was.
My eyes met his and I saw the fury swirl in the dark blue depths. Thunder boomed in the skies around us; the promise of an impending storm.
Joe Taylor was in front of me, glaring at me, through me. If looks could kill, I'd have been dead.
"H-how?" My voice cracked. Had the words not come from my mouth, I wouldn't have been able to recognize them. "Mom told me you were-"
"Dead? Yeah, allow me to enlighten you." He crossed his arms and placed a boot on my stomach. He shoved me to the ground causing me to wince as my head bounced off the ground. "When you didn't come home last night I was pissed. Pissed because I couldn't punish you properly for thinking you could defy me. I went out last night looking for you and when I didn't find you, I rang up Brie to go work out some...aggression." He grinned wickedly at the memory. "Long story short, on the way home from one of my spots, my car miraculously decided it wanted to leap off a damn bridge and into a fucking river. How convenient Mia, that a brand new car would suddenly lose control and inevitably kill both Brielle and I."
Joe's fists began to coil as fury raged through him like a fire burning everything in its path. He crouched down on top of me; legs on either side of my waist pinning down my arms. "Being dead is so lonely without my little dove to keep me company and satiate my needs." His hands both moved to my neck and I again, felt a pressure there as he began to choke me, tears escaping from my eyes. "I'd really love it...if you'd join me."
My vision became spotted as I slowly became lightheaded and began drifting in and out of consciousness. Would these be my last moments? Killed by the one person that had tortured me nonstop. Reverse karma; what a bitch.
