I see him kneeling in front of me, smiling gently at me. His eyes looking at me with obsession. His shirt bloody. A streak of blood across his face. Behind him was a mountain of dead people that wronged me. A rose dripping in blood is being offered to me. A beautiful crimson color. It is magnificent, but it makes me sick at the same time.
My legs are shaking in fear, making me collapse to the floor. He rushes to my side and hug me. He discarded the rose to the floor. "Are you okay, darling?" Genuine worry seeps through his voice.
I tried getting away from him, but it only makes him hug me tighter.
"L-let me go! Stay away from me, please!" I beg.
He shushes and hold the back of my head. He put it closer to his chest. "It's okay my love, no one will hurt you anymore. I killed them all. Aren't you glad?"
He carresses my hair, rubbing the tip of it at the end. I shake my head, not trusting my voice to speak.
He releases me lightly from his hug. He put distance between us and hold my chin for me to look at him. I force myself not to, but his hold is strong. I close my eyes.
"Darling, look at me please." His voice is gentle but firm. It feels like he's letting me have a false freedom, a choice to choose, but I know better. I instinctively know that if i do not do what he wants, I will be hurt.
Not kill, no. He will hurt me but he will not kill me because he loves me... Right?
I dont want to open my eyes. I don't want to face the reality that I created this monster.
I get dizzy and my head hurts. It feels like someone was hammering my head.
It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think. It hurts to think—
Then the hurting stops.
I open my eyes to see a man looking at me with sad eyes. His face is dirty and so unfamiliar. "Who are you?" I ask.
He just smiles at me and kisses the crown of my head. "A nobody."
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Inspired by the song: Teeth by 5sos
"Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
You're looking at me
Like you don't know who I am"
YOU ARE READING
Random Thoughts & One Shots
RomanceMostly one shots that CAN be a new story. I'll dump all scenes that I imagine here. You can request a certain scene but it's up to me if I'll do it or not. (hehe)
