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As I crouched in the corner, my blood-soaked fingers clamped tightly on my lips, waiting to die of asphyxiation or haemorrhage whichever came first. His blurry figure approached me. He bent down and cupped my chin with his hands.
"Such a pretty little thing. " He chuckled as my eyes widened in shock.
"Oh, my English surprises you." He moved his hand down and grabbed my chest. "We could have gotten to know more about each other if you weren't so unco-operative. "
I shuddered as his hand trailed lower and lower. Tears and smoke clouded my vision.
" I can still save you, you know. Take you out of this burning house. Treat your wounds, make you my pretty little wife. "
"Go to hell," I whispered.
"You before me, sweet girl. " He stood up and dragged me towards the kitchen.Ignoring the flames that had engulfed the rest of the house.
Hot pain seared up the gashes on my body. He flung me a few feet away from the unlocked kitchen door, my escape. He then stalked out of the kitchen leaving the door ajar.
My pain turned into fear. He didn't seem like the type of monster to let go of his victims.
I hope Rose ran like I said she should.
"It would have been you and I but now you get to watch. "
My fear turned to panic as I saw him pull in a smaller figure and push her to the ground. Her sobs were the only thing playing on my mind.
My head was spinning, my vision blurry, every breath I took was agony. Yet all I could concentrate on was the small trembling body and the monster with his pants around his ankles.
His glock lay discarded at his side.
Till date I can't say what happened all I know is that I have been haunted by the sinister smile on his lifeless face, his bullet riddled body and the pain, relief and fear in Rose's glassy eyes.
The Kingdom suffereth violence and the violent taketh it by force.
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