“You know, I can’t seem to recall why i even bother with you anymore.” He all but threw me onto the ground. I hit it hard enough to see stars. I looked up at him as his hands came down and enclosed themselves around my throat. I tried to scream, but no sound would come out. I panicked and thrashed wildly under his hands. Small, quiet squeaks escaped my mouth as i scratched at his arms. He pushed me away and released his death grip. I coughed and hacked, gasping for air. “You’re not even worth killing.” He spat as he turned away from me.
Tears welled in my eyes and i was breathing heavily. I crawled backwards until i felt the hard wall behind me. My hands were shaking as i reached above me to use the counter as leverage to pull myself up. When I finally steadied myself, he had left. I was still breathing heavily and my heart was pounding, i was more terrified than i had ever been. Slowly, I made my way into my bedroom and locked the door behind me. I sighed and collapsed on my bed, feeling exhausted and in need of a drink. I reached to my nightstand and pulled a full bottle out of the drawer. I rolled onto my back and looked up at the ceiling before i sat up to take a long swig from the bottle.
As soon as i'm done its getting published on amazon. I know that's not much, but its exciting.
