Toxic and Mine

I walk backwards with Silva slowly stalking towards me with a crazed look on his face. He had his shirt unbuttoned and his hair damp from sweating.

"Why are you here?" I ask him calmly trying not to show that I am scared, he chuckles darkly rubbing his hands through his hair something he did when he was upset.

"What do you mean? I just came to bring my girl home; you still are my girl, right?"

"I never said I wasn't. But you're acting insane right now." I tell him. Sweat formed with from the fear of what is to come.

"I'm insane? You're the one with the knife in your hand not me! Look what you did to me!"

I don't even look at his torso already aware of its damage.

"Look what you did to me! What did you expect me to do Silva?! I don't want to hurt you anymore but I fucking will if you keep pushing me!" I was screaming on the top of my lungs waving the knife like a mad women.

"Be a good girl and use it on me like you want." I wipe my endless tears shaking my head.

"Come on Nastasia do it!" I scream as I watch him lunge at me, on instinct I swing the knife slicing into his arm. I gasp instantly dropping it and we both stand still as his blood drips . We stood in silence until he silently began laughing, I watch him touch his arm to feel the blood in his hands.

"That's it Stasi let's play." He takes shirt completely off before coming at me again.