The face of my death loomed above me, his eyes like a raging river after a storm. I suspected I might die this way, at the hands of another, their eyes full of murder. But I didn't expect him to be so beautiful. He bared his teeth, his milky fangs glistening at me in the lambent moonlight. I fell still, my heartbeat slowing. It had only been a matter of time before I ended up here. And a small part of me was relieved. There were worse deaths than this, much worse. I tilted my chin up, baring my throat, my rampant pulse no doubt visible to my killer. “Make it quick,” I panted, the adrenaline subsiding from my veins. I'd put up a good fight. I'd never go out without one. I've beaten a superior opponent before. But not this time. As my killer bore down on me, I recalled the last man who had me cowering in this way, at his mercy. My stepfather. After everything, here I was again. Perhaps it was my fate to die this way after all.
He bared his teeth, his milky fangs glistening at me in the lambent moonlight.
I fell still, my heartbeat slowing. It had only been a matter of time before I ended up here. And a small part of me was relieved. There were worse deaths than this, much worse.
I tilted my chin up, baring my throat, my rampant pulse no doubt visible to my killer.
“Make it quick,” I panted, the adrenaline subsiding from my veins.
I'd put up a good fight. I'd never go out without one. I've beaten a superior opponent before. But not this time.
As my killer bore down on me, I recalled the last man who had me cowering in this way, at his mercy.
My stepfather.
After everything, here I was again. Perhaps it was my fate to die this way after all.