He was running. He didn't know what he was running from or where he was… all he knew was that he needed to run.
Things passed by him as he sped by, his feet hurt and his heart pounding. He looked back and almost stopped in shock at what it was he was running from.
Red.
She wasn't Red though… She was horribly deformed, with thorny stems wrapped around her arms and legs and a rose blooming out of her left eye. He cringed at her expression, one filled with pain, anger, and sadness. He picked up his pace.
He couldn't run for much longer.
Turning a sharp corner he looked in panic as he came upon a wall, blocking him from moving away from the girl. He looked at the girl moving towards him. She moved slowly, limping as she went. He looked at her in confusion. "What happened to you?"
She glared as tears mixed with blood ran down her face. Her mouth opened and she spoke out words that chilled him to the bone. "You did."
The thorns on her arm expanded, leaving her entire arm as a green thorny stem. She raised the arm and swung down.
He woke up in his bed gasping for breath. He looked over at his side and sighed in slight relief at the girl clinging to his arm in her sleep. He shut his eyes and cuddled into her.
"You're going to be the death of me, Red."
Hey! Sorry if this was pretty bad and cliche... I'm not good at horror, I've never really liked it... well, I tried. :P
