The knife trembled in my hands, the silver blade glinting in the light of the fire. I stared at it, as if it held the answers to all of life’s questions. My knuckles were white around the hilt.
I looked down at the ground. There lay the boy I loved; his face was contorted in agony, wreathed in pain. I felt hot tears burn my cheek, and I took in a heaving breath, trying to control my emotions. The smoke from the fire burned my lungs, choking me. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think; but I had to. In order to save the boy I loved, I had to.
My decision was balanced on the point of a knife. I could only fall one way or the other. There was no in between. I could either save him, or kill him. I couldn’t just leave him. Taking in deep, shuddering breaths, I made my way towards him. My lover. My best friend. My whole world. I held up my knife, watching the silver glimmer like water, the reflection of the burning orange flames dancing across it. Then, before I could change my mind, I raised the knife above my head...
And plunged it into his heart.
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A Rose as Black as your HeartRomance
After the death of her beloved father, 16 year old Alexis Rivera is sent to England to get over her sadness and turn into the sassy, sarcastic girl everyone knew, but didn't exactly love. Once in England, the place where her brother Matt lives and h...