Erin Chase

Erin Chase

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I spread my dark wings, the wings rising slowly. I turned around at the ledge of the empire state building. I leaped my wings soaring reaching getting closer to the portal. Time slowed down it was just the road and me. The cars stopped moving. As I was about to leap in I was picked up off the ground nails digging ink my skin. It was Zechariah. His sharp teeth dug into my collar bone as his knife like nails dug into my skin, trying to rip me apart. We flew higher and higher. I told him about my fear of heights. We were higher up top then the Empire State Building, I was losing consciousness. That's when he dropped me. ten seconds.. six seconds.. four seconds... one second.. The portal was closing, I tried flapping my wings. He had broken them. I screamed that's when everything went black.
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Life was going okay...until I found out I had a stalker. That's when everything changed. ~~~~~ That’s when I heard the fence give way. I bolted for my left and sprinted as fast as I could. The rain burned my eyes and I had no idea where I was going. I was running blindly in a dark alleyway to God knew where. And, somehow, I knew I wouldn’t make it through without being caught. All of a sudden, I felt myself hurtling through the air. I let out a scream when my head made sickeningly painful contact with the slimy ground beneath me. That’s when he caught up with me. That’s when he dragged me to my feet, only eyes visible beneath his black mask. That’s when he whispered, ‘Keep still, and you won’t get hurt.’ Stupidly and feebly, I thrashed in his grip. And that’s when I caught a glimpse of the wet blade that glistened with rain drops, before he pressed it against my throat. Cliche, with a twist. Enjoy :) (It's better than it sounds, I promise!) #166 Mystery/Thriller #230 Romance

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