Loving a killer (creepy pasta love story)

I look up at the man who had a blade to my throat. But the only thing, it wasn't a man. It was a monster! His skin was bleach white, his eyes were burned black around them, his white hoodie covered in blood. I looked up into his eyes. He looked into mine as well. "I-I'm sorry" is all he said then ran off. He was...bea...