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.