Stricken in the Home
I do NOT own Stricken by Disturbed. -MonSoul
"I won't fight you anymore. I can't stand you anymore. These wounds bleed deep, yet how far? I've seen a thousand times you cry and mourn, but no more!" I roar at the supposed love of my life. She dashes at me, a blur of a knife in her hand; I nimbly roll right to dodge the assault.
"You can't leave me!" she screeches, a banshee. Taking another stab at me, I jump back a little late and pay for it.
"Gahhhhh!" a gash appears crossed my chest. "You bitch! Of everything you've done to me, you add this!" She attempts to bury the knife in my skull, her scarlet stained dress flutters with her to the floor as she trips.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!" the battle cry of the life-stained princess resound in our living room. The furniture in the room displaced, most likely from an earlier rampage. "You will not leave me!"
An ash tray whizzes straight into my face, knocking me back. Immediately, she's atop of me, the sharp blood-stained knife just inches from my face. "You will kill me, and you will never know why I can't leave you, why I am forever stricken" I spit at her, the instrument of my doom lunges for my neck. Grabbing the knife just short of my vitals, I repel the sane less woman away from me, and flee for the door to survival.
The domestic princess beats me there, plunging the blade deep into my shoulder. "Rahhhhhhhhhhhh!" we blare out simultaneously. My breath is out, there's no hope for me left. "You psychotic bitch!" I scream at the top of my lungs before she plants the knife deeper in my shoulder.
Head spinnig, I watch her stumble back. "Please", she begs "don't leave me."
I shake my head in disbelief, "I am stricken, and I can't leave you." However, at that moment, I collapse, and into the Abyss I run.
This Fanfic is based off of the song Stricken by Disturbed; and it's my first Fanfic, so please R&R!