A/N: Here's the deal. This is a bit dark. I wrote it after a particularly horrifying run in with my neighbor. Sometimes, you just have to wonder what could have happened…
Silver eyes meet her unblinking stare
Seeing into her soul.
Cold fingers brush against her fiery cheek
And wrap themselves around her slender neck.
His mouth hungrily presses onto hers
Painfully drawing blood.
His face twisted in grotesque pleasure
Turns to a smile as he feels her struggle against him.
Air slowly flees from her lungs
Leaving her breathless and shaken.
She tries to make amends
By telling him she's sorry.
He answers with a strike
Landing square above her eye.
Darkness overwhelms her brain
She struggles to find the hope.
Her mind screams at her legs to run
While she takes her last breath.
Her final attempt is cut short
By a welcomed Icy blade.
Her crimson spirit spreads across the floor
Enveloping a single ebony rose.
He places it on her broken form
Ending all that could ever have been
And he moves on to his next toy.