Mask Off

Andre wakes up with a buzzing head and a distant fuzz. No, not the creaking noise from the roof of the house. It is the pain he feels when he has another episode.He grunts as he stretches his arms wideout. He gets up from his bed wondering how he got there, last he remembers, he was staring at Becky's picture which is now a mixture of torn canvas and debris glass.He pressed the alarm down before it began to buzz.The sun was out early and the whistles of leaves can be heard from the distance. The peace and segregation from the main town remind him of the reason he chose to leave on the outskirt.He hates the business of the town and the noise that came with it. The continuous screeching of cars, dogs barking and girls flooding the streets at night.His mind drifts back to last night. Last night when he was engaged. Last night his ring finger was coated in a beautiful metal ring since he

The stalker is everywhere,And nowhere.The stalker gets stalkedThey sit in our seats And feed our children They walk in the streets like us In the end,We are all stalkers.**** The door swung open and his hazel eyes were the first thing I noticed, then his white shirt and black trousers. His steps feeling gracious like he was the king of the world.Wait!Did he just walk into the office expecting the world to greet you welcome back? No, he is a damn killer, a thief and a damn liar. He was just worst than the other men—a scum bag. Why do I even hate him this much? Why does the sudden urge to commit murder rise when I see him? He disgusts me.He grinned widely at the people shaking hands with hi

I knew something was wrong, maybe someone was after me or maybe I was losing my mind. It was impossible to tell what was what these days. More importantly, it was impossible to tell why I would kidnap my best friend and drive around with a dead body in the back of my trunk.I had just exited the hospital where my stepmom decided to spend the last of her painful life. She had survived a brutal man to end up in a hospital under the care of young ladies after men rather than caretaking. Well, I guess when you survive death that long, you tend to stay away almost permanently.I sat quietly in the restaurant, it was beautiful, everything about this city is, well except me. No, God no, I am the charm I know that but my head is the death of me.On a different occasion, I will admire the cosy weather and the quietness of the surrounding. The running water and the chaos just outside this glass. But right now, my only thoughts were

When you venture into the dark,You shouldn't fear to meet with darkness.When you wish to be in the light,Then you must first walk through the darkness.Christy's POV:You got your demons, they are nothing compared to the monster I saw when you bound me in your house. He was out for blood, not because I had done anything to him, but because he seeks you. He would tear your world limb to limb to erase everything you love. He had the anger in his eyes, the lust for blood. I know because I felt the same when I stabbed my ex straight to his heart. I have seen it before when James beat me until I lost the baby.From what I can gather, he has his eyes on you. He knows when you leave the house, when you return and when you go to bed. He knows who you dine with, who you meet with and even sleep with. He watches your eve

Andre sat on the cosy peaceful bed. The thoughts of Benjamin, Christy, and possibly many others who decided his life but still he had no idea.He was used to the blaring light of the morning rays and did not flinch when his eyes met the wide eyes of the window. Katherine slept peacefully on his arm, hugging him tight to her body.Are you sure you want to drag her into your mess?It was supposed to be a one-time thing, he never expected he would protect her from the demons chasing him to the ends of the earth. He combed her hair softly, using the tip of his well-trimmed fingers to give soft massages to her long black hair.Do you think you can protect her?A million and one thoughts keeping his chest in a heaved breath. He continued his combing motion, staring at her as she slept comfortably.Only if she knew what was coming.He s