Bonnie's game

Blood. Hot, thick, wet, dark, runny blood seeping through my fingers onto the hard wooden floor. Sitting there in complete shock, I sit here lost for words. Speechless. "I told you don't mess with me boy..." The sound of her voice. I hate it. It makes me want to choke her. Choke her until every last breath of air escapes her lungs. Not another word from her mouth. She walks toward me. Her heals click-clacking on the floor. I feel so small, curled up on the floor. Bonnie stands over me like a skyscraper. A monster. She's a monster. I feel her heal collide into the side of my forehead. The pain. It's sharp. It's all in my head. What just happened to me? Why is it dark? Am I still on the floor? Why am I hearing screaming? I hear sharp sirens pierce my ears. Is this it? Am I just gonna lie here in the darkness and die? Feel sorry for myself?

I'm sorry, but that's not how life works.