Little by little she could feel it slip away ,her breath ,she was losing it but she couldnt stop now if she stoped now he would find her.
It was a game to him he enjoyed chasing his victmins like a hunting game ,but as much as she hated giving him the satisfaction Eze erimma couldnt let him kill her ,her knees were giving up she felt like she couldnt breathe as she raced through the empty street,no she didnt want to breathe ,she felt like there was only a drag of oxygen left in the world and if she took it ,it will be over ,he will kill her
Erimma had been shouting at first but no one seemed to hear herbut she knew they heard her ,they all did but they would close the ears of their children and hope the noise will go away for if they heeded her call and came to her rescue they might be the one to take the bullet and become victmins
She could hear him laugh ,she heard his continonus footsteps as he chased her ,he was closer now his steps were louder, she could hear his panting now and she knew it was time for her knees were weak from the brusies he had given her ,assurance that his prey didnt outrun him ,the predator.
She finally did it ,she took the last breath of oxygen in the world and felt her knees go limp ,
felt the breath- taking pain when her body made impact with the cold roadShe heard the last sickening words of her life
"Thank you for making this worth my while ,my dear erimma "
That was all she heard before she felt the feel of cold metal on her head and the sickening skull cracking sound it came with ,she could have gone out,maybe gone to the silver city as it was called and maybe meet her mother again ,for a moment she actually smiled at the embalming thoughtShe was still there ,she could still see the lights of the street but it was blurry like an ,why wasn't she at the silver city ,dressed in white or something ,but here she was on the ice cold floor of a lonely street ,she could see her blood flow like a stream of red and in front of her was her killer watching as she died ,metal bat in hand and mask on face
But he turned around and left and let her drown in her own blood ,let her die by the stench of blood and a pool of her own velvet.
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velvet
De TodoThe brain spinning story behind a lady named velvet rose as she explains her past ,her abisive relationship and so much more there is only much the heart can handle