Gunshots echo, reverberating through me, allowing me to feel something… anything other than the pain that consumes me.
That should be a warning to stay away, but for some reason, she comes closer. Intruding on my silence. Sharing my darkness.
Close enough for me to see the look in her eyes. It’s not fear, but desire that darkens her eyes in the moonlight.
She should run. Run far away from me, but she never does. She comes close enough to touch, tempting the devil inside that wants to cause devastation for the loss I’ve suffered.
I take what I need before I discover the truth.
The gorgeous girl in the shadows that tastes like sin, isn’t an angel coming to light my way.
She’s one of us.
One I never should have touched.
And she has no idea.
She could be my destruction…