I could've gotten her. She was right fucking there. I missed it. I was dead and done. It was over. But I should be relieved! The years of hell have all come to an end! Finally!
No. That girl deserved to die, and I was going to be the one to kill her.
That blonde asshole too. He was nothing but in the way.
I saw her limp into the forest aimlessly. Adrenaline kicked in as much as the pain did. I followed her into the dark, but I soon lost her again. I stomped in the wet mud and cursed at the sky.
A shadow moved in the dark, rattling a bush. I grabbed my gun and held it up in the general direction.
"Come out, wherever you are," I teased. "You're dead meat, December. I'll make sure."
The shadow reappeared but did not move. Moonlight painted a face against the night that was far from hers. It was covered in blood and a weird dark splatter, gaunt and haunting, beautiful and horrifying.
My skin crawled. I managed to step back a few times without stumbling.
The tendrils, the stance, the twitches.
No, fuck no.
It was like another Him.
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DECEMBER JANE
FanfictionDecember is lost. Half of her body is now limited use, burned and scarred from a memory long lost. She is taken by two strange people, both murderers, and both determined to hide her from something. Until she meets a girl from the church down the ro...
