There’s no one coming, I realized. I crawled away as best I
could, struggling against my broken bones. He
followed me with slow, deliberate steps while whistling a bright and happy
tune. I vomited on the concrete. Blood. I’d die. I could feel it. And he’d just laugh. I wanted to curl into a
ball. But I had to keep going. She’d
promised me she’d watch over me. But she’d also said I might still die. I
groaned. Who did I count on? Who could I trust? This wasn’t a matter of love;
it was a matter of life and death. Who was strong enough to stop this monster
besides her? And she wasn’t here. She was
trapped. I shook my head gingerly. I had to snap out of it. This wasn’t helping
me right now. I turned my head to stare up into those purple eyes.
His smile was kind
enough but I knew better. I’d seen what he’d
done to the rest of my family. I sobbed, fighting back fresh tears. No,
don’t think about that either, I urged myself. That’s what he wants. He wants me
weak and defeated. He feeds off of
that anguish. I took a deep, ragged breath and managed to sit up. His eyes glittered with amusement and a
touch of surprise. I wondered if it was genuine. “Brave little thing you are,”
he said in his pleasant voice. It was mesmerizing, soothing. But I knew better.
“Go ahead and finish me off. I’m not afraid. She’ll be back. And she’ll kick your ass!” I whispered. It was all I could muster with
my scarred throat.
He tilted his
head. “No she won’t. There’s no one
coming. No one. She’s dying all over
again far away. She will never come
back of her own accord.”
“Bastard!” I spat out.
disapprovingly. “Maybe you’ve forgotten who I am. Let me remind you,” he spoke
softly, taking hold of my hands. Pain ran up my arms. He sent disruptive
signals to my nerves, setting off all of the alarms in my head at once.
Unbearable pain washed over me, even worse than the broken limbs. Despite that,
the reason I began to scream were the memories he’d awakened in me. Memories of the worst moments of my life. And
memories of his life. Of things he’d done. I remembered. I remembered my
life and his.
I remembered that no one was coming to save me and I
screamed louder. How could one damn party have led to all this? If I had it to
do over again I would never have talked to Craig that day. Now I was dying in
agony after bearing witness to the massacre of my entire family. All because I
fell for a charming boy on a rainy day. There’s no one coming, I thought again,
falling back into the pavement. Darkness overtook me.