Moonless Night

I stared in shock as he stood in front of me -laughing- enjoying my slow death. I was frozen in place -unable to move a muscle- bound by ropes.
So THIS was what all this was about? All these years I spent, wanting revenge, tracking this thing down, all that effort, that angst for nothing? This is how it was going to end?
Sammy -I had failed him. Being impatient and obsessive as I was, I never stood a chance against this beast. A wave of pain and regret washed over me; his killer was going to live, his killer was going to kill me.
I felt the warm blood drip from my injured hands as I struggled against the tight bound of the ropes.
Jared's face flashed before me. His hazel eyes - gentle as ever - his light brown hair falling
on his forehead, his beautiful lips curled up in a smile that never faded. I could hear his voice in my head. Warning me, begging me to stop, to think. But I didn't. I ignored him, told him he didn't understand. If only I would have listened to him, revenge would have been mine.
The blood kept dripping from my wrist. Rivers of pain started pouring down my eyes. The filthy thing laughed as he saw the regret in my eyes. Anger and pain washed over me, twisting my insides with every breath.
He was fondling a knife -the same knife I wanted to kill him with. My eyes snapped closed -an instinctive reaction- as he lunged toward me.