Tell me child about the fire you hold sharply between your charred and broken teeth. About the hallowed bones that have caved within your unholy chest. About the toxic that drips around you creating a barrier for you to never breath.
The fist collided sharply against the right side of her face, causing the girls head to jerk to the left. Cascading her blonde hair across her vision. Her head had snapped back up. Her face coming up closer to the man near her as she had held a short smile. Something that was not short and sweet rather a smirk to send men running. A dark fury hidden behind the brown irises something the man himself could say he had never seen before. Something in this moment ignited a flame deep with in the girls chest.
Her fingers wrapped so delicately around his throat like a soft child who was scared to harm an animal. Before it slow turned into a way that would be considered like a woman ready to kill. She had been squeezing just enough to give him a short lack of oxygen. His voice was strangled as his fingers tried helplessly to pry the crazed girl's hands away from him. The ends of her nails had began to slowly dig into the skin of his neck. Creating a slow pool of crimson to trail down his neck. Her voice held a fire, enough to burn the world around the two of them.
"Never touch me again, or you will personally be killed by me. If I ever see you cross my path again I will make sure these words don't go in vain." The words she spoke came out softly a whisper fanning against his face. While her lips pressed closely to his ear. She grazed her teeth lightly against his neck before her fingers let his throat go. Her back now turned from him as she walked away. Her hips swaying, hypnotic to his eyes as he had hit his knees to the floor.
"You know they're going to come back for you." His words strangled out through the gasps he had been taking to swallow the air back into his lungs. His eyes had looked up as the dark brown ones had locked onto his. A shiver sprawled down his spine as the smile tugged against her lips.
"I sure hope they come for me, so I can once more watch them burn. I surely did enjoy the last show I put on. Hopefully this time they'll scream more. I'll be sure to send a bigger message this time." Her words drifted across the stale air of the building as he had lowered his head from her stare. His hands still gripping his throat where her fingers had once been. "If I ever give a warning in my life take this. Don't show up when they decide to come, I won't be so merciful next time. I do hope you understand I don't go down so willingly."
Tell me about the souls you've killed, all the blood that's been spilled on your hands. The crimson that liters across your life. That makes you the murderer. The things that you have done in spite of what they have labeled you.
Her hands shook violently as she had awoken. Her eyes had snapped opened wide as the ceiling took over the dark view around her. The walls felt as if they had been caving in around her. Her dreams once more caught up to her as she had moved her hands gripping onto her own hair, fingers ghosting over her head. A short sob escaped past her parted lips. Her body lifted, sitting up as her knee's moved to press against her chest. Blonde hair now covered her face as her knees slowly came to a stop pressed sharply against her chest. Creating a harsh barrier, while her chest continued to hit against her legs as her breaths came out rugged.
It was the same images, the same dream that awoke her every night. It was the blood, the image of her falling down a hole while others had watched. It was the same moment she felt as if she wasn't stable enough to be saved. It was a free fall down to the darkness that consumed her. A darkness that she had feared would soon overcome her.
"Darling, I'm so sorry." The voice usually calmed her as her eyes had looked up. Rarely did she cry. Hardly had she shown any emotions to people around her. Let alone to the man in front of her. Her breath came out shallow this time, her eyes had been red. A slow rising puffiness came up under her eyes as she had sniffled weakly. She felt weak in this one moment. A moment when a man she had thought she loved had now meant absolutely nothing to her. Her hand reached up, resting in either side of his face. she gave the slightest of smiles on her lips.
