A/N: Well I'm new to fan fiction. I mean I've read a few stories but I've never really written one. Well I've written before but I've never shared them. Well this is just a quick taste of how I write. Enjoy.
I flinched as the cold, smooth knife swiped against my face lightly. "I don't want to kill you." His soft voice rang in my ears. I growled, anger spiking in me like fire. Liar! He wanted to kill me more than he wanted to breath! My instincts told me to stay put, but I couldn't. My head snapped up from the table and my arms strained against the chains that held me. "I hate you!" I yelled at him, my arms only straining harder. My legs wiggled, trying to break the chains. I looked through my anger haze and saw him looking down at me, shaking his head sadly. How DARE HE? I snarled at him, my arms moving more rush idly, my anger making me see red. "Stop." He commanded softly. I flinched again, but didn't stop my rampage. I heard a soft sigh then a sharp, stinging pain shot up and through my left arm. "OW!" I screeched, cringing away from the pain. I saw the knife in his hand, now covered in blood. My blood. My breathing was heavy and my heartbeat thumped loudly in my ears. He cut me. He sliced me with his knife. I let out a heavy pant, trying to hold back my anger. Blood oozed from my arm and the smell made me dizzy. "Now, are you calm?" He asked, as if he was my friend. I shook my head but stayed still. My head throbbed. Was I really loosing this much blood? I looked over to the floor. Yes I was. With another heavy huff, I closed my eyes, waiting for death to come.
A/N: I could do sooo much better but I'm so tired so I'm sorry. Well wacha think? Please be a little nice lol.