My American Obsession

My shaky breathing could be heard from a mile away,and that was going to get me killed. I was getting chased by a person who I thought I could trust, but I was so wrong. I thought that I had a place in their heart, but I was only apart of a sick game he liked to call "life". His every word had been laced with false hope, joy, and love. He had made me believe that I could live happily with him, but I see that all of his promises were horrible lies.

"I can smell you," and whispered ", I love it when you fear me. I love it when they all fear me." He was close, to close. I can feel the insanity radiating from his cold body. I heard the shuffling of his feet, he was closer than I thought. By instinct I took a step back and bumped into a warm object, and let out a deafening, ear piercing, blood curdling scream.