Reagan Jensen
Bio
Canadian writer posting short stories and quotes all formed within my vast mind.
Stories (13/0)
He Left Me To Die
I stood there, staring off into the distance, entranced and feeling disconnected. The tears slowly falling from my eyes as I quietly spoke "He betrayed me." Glyra was standing there along side me, he looked over in my direction, his soft brown eyes observing my broken and disarrayed face. He could feel my heart ache, the pain, as I continued "He promised he would never...and yet here we are... once again." He continued to watch me, as he sighed deeply in contempt." Let's be honest, my dear, we knew this was going to happen." I scoffed then as the tears continued to flow, gazing at him, my eyes beaming for answers as I said "But did we really?" His eyes met mine as I whispered "This was never supposed to happen." He looked down then for just a brief moment, as if trying to find the right thing to say to me. Glancing back up towards me he spoke softly "You are stronger than this. This is nothing but a mere test to make sure you are ready." I laughed then, disgusted at his accusations as I said back " A test? A test for what? He was NOTHING like them and then out of nowhere, he left...." I could feel my heart breaking then, the anguish in my voice, the disbelief as I said "He left me to die." You could see the sympathy in his eyes as he stared at me, but you could hear the brokenness in his words as he replied "Then that's all you needed to know" only to stop for a brief moment and then continuing, trying to ease into the truth "He's not the one." His words cut like a knife through my heart and yet, I knew them to be true. I knew he was right and yet I couldn't come to terms with it. Letting a painful sigh escape my lips, I fell to the ground, holding my heart with my left hand, grasping tightly I cried out in agony "But I loved him!" He watched me, the pain and guilt written all over his face because he knew there was nothing he could do to ease the torment. He whispered then, the gentleness in his voice as he said "My dear, if a man leaves you to die, he is not the one. He is nothing but a mere coward because he, himself, wasn't strong enough to be there for you as he had promised. He is a liar and you, my love, you deserve the world and so much more. You know that." I looked up at him then, my eyes red from the tears, I mumbled brokenly "I just wanted him to be the one... like I thought he was." He smiled meekly at me then, because he knew how desperately I wanted and needed this as he said "I know and one day, it will happen. I promise." I glanced back towards the ruffled surface of the earth, my eyes dancing back and forth trying to come to terms with what he was saying. Looking back up at him one last time I said "For once in my life, I thought this was it, I let myself love again when I told myself I would never and I did... but for what?" He could see the pain in my blue eyes as I questioned him "Tell me, Glyra"- as I screamed "For what?!" Grasping the dirt within my hands, I continued to scream in agony, the heart ache becoming too much at the realization I had been betrayed once again. The tears streaming down my cheeks, sobbing loudly, my body began to shake as I proclaimed in despair "He left me to die!!" He stared at me, wanting so badly to help, but he knew he couldn't. "I'm so sorry, my dear" he quietly whispered as I screamed back "Who does that?!" Falling over to my side, I wrapped my arms around my shaking body, sobbing deeply, clenching my eyes shut as I let my screams of pure heart ache escape my mouth. Tears filled his eyes then, looking away, he couldn't bare to witness me like this because he knew I deserved so much more than this abuse that life was so set on giving me. Screaming out once more, proclaiming and questioning life "When will this ever end?! I don't deserve this, I know I don't!" That's when determination and anger filled his veins and he looked back over towards me as he responded "You're right, you don't deserve this bullshit, you don't!" I could hear the encouragement, the truth and power behind his words as he continued "You are beyond phenomenal and this, this, my dear, will make you so much stronger than before." He wanted me to meet his gaze, but I couldn't as I laid there in torment "Listen to me, Rea" the wisdom within his words "There is no coming back from this." Kneeling down at my side then, gently placing his right hand on my shoulder "But you know what?" He questioned, "You don't need him. You never did and you never will. He has shown his true colors and that is all you need to know." Gently squeezing my shoulder then he said sincerely "You've got this, I know you do. Let it hurt, embrace it and you know what? Walk away from it." My eyes still clenched shut as I continued to sob, not wanting to accept the facts, he then said "Look at me, please." Opening my eyes slowly, my broken blue eyes met his endearing brown, as he continued "Nothing and no one can break you. He was and always will be weak. You though, you are a force to be reckoned with. He couldn't bare it anymore because he knows you are so much better than he ever will be." Trying to catch my breath I continued to stare at him as the tears slowly trickled down my face. "You will be okay, you and I both know that." He smiled sympathetically at me then as he said "Do not ever doubt yourself and who you are." I nodded slowly, sniffling, he caressed my arm then as if to help ease the chaos that I had been battling with. I quietly whispered "I'm so sorry." You could see the concern and empathy in his eyes as he said back "Don't be, please. It's okay. If anyone should be sorry, it's him." I silently scoffed then, looking away, still not being able to comprehend everything that had happened. "In due time everything will be alright and now, now you don't ever have to worry about a pathetic excuse of a human being again." I laughed lightly then responded "Yeah, as if it'll be that easy." He nudged me softly then "Hey, it will be because I'll be here with you every step of the way, okay?" A small smile appeared on my lips then, thankful, I quietly spoke "Okay." Sitting down next to me he said "Take all of the time you need. I will be right here. And I will stay until it gets better." I closed my eyes then, letting the hurt seep into my heart, accepting and bracing the fact that life would never be the same and I would continue down a path alone, without the man I thought I was going to spend forever with.
By Reagan Jensen2 years ago in Humans
The Unforgiven
I remember violently stabbing him in his chest. I could feel the blade puncture his pale skin, going deeper as I impaled the same wound. The rage flowing through my veins, I screamed -almost roaring with fury as I relentlessly stabbed his limp body, over and over again while the blood spewed all over my face. Syla shrieked at me to stop and shoved me, shaking me from my rage filled trance. I stood up, staring down at his deceased body. His deep brown eyes remained opened, lifeless, where light had once shone so bright, now remained distant and grey. I could hear Syla screaming, the tears and anguish pouring from her soul, but she sounded muffled, almost as if she had been far away. But she was on her knees, next to his body, sobbing and screaming at me "Why?!". But I didn't look at her, I continued to stare at him trying to take it all in. But I felt numb, cold... I truly felt nothing. I glanced over towards Syla, her eyes were red and swollen, I observed her face, the tears falling from her delicate green eyes as she buried her face in her blood stained hands. I could hear the sheer heart ache in her cries; I had completely crushed her with what I had done. But hearing her struggle, only made me smile meekly. She looked up at me then, the anger and dismal as she picked herself up and ran at me, but I stepped slightly to the left as she missed and stumbled with her footing. I looked back towards her as she tried to, once again, run towards me in frustration; blinded by her heartache. But this time I didn't move, I grabbed her by the neck and squeezed suffocatingly. I could see her winc, as she flailed her arms in desperation trying to grab at me, but she was too caught up in her emotions to physically do anything. I calmly spoke "You're pathetic, just like him." That's when I saw her facial expression change from anger, to fear. Trying to calm herself down she grasped onto my arm and tried to speak the words "Please... don't do this." I chuckled then, as a disgusted smile spread across my face "Yes, beg and see how far that'll get you." But, as quickly as the fear arose and the realization to the failure at her manipulation, the wrath returned and that's when Syla angrily said "You bitch!" So, in turn, I let go of her neck, and within a blink of an eye, I swiftly stabbed her in her jugular with the knife that had laid dormant in my other hand. Her eyes instantly widened, her right eye began to twitch as her lips attempted to mutter something, but the blood began to pour from her mouth as her eyes stared into mine. An iniquity filled smirk layed plastered on my face as I twisted the blade while holding the back of her head. Nothing but gurgling sounds emerged from her lips as I watched the life fade from her green eyes. Pulling the dagger out, her body fell onto its side, making a thud as it hit the ruffled surface of the earth. I scoffed in amusement as I stared at her dead body and whispered to myself "They're all the same." Almost snapping back to reality, I gazed up towards the sky then and let a heavy sigh escape my red lips; remembering the torment I had brought upon two individuals that I once thought I could trust -the unforgiven. And yet, to this day, I still felt no guilt, no remorse... literal nothing and it made me smile.
By Reagan Jensen3 years ago in Horror
Scrutiny
"This is all a test" He looked over at me while his words of wisdom rang through my ears. I stared at the ground, my eyes full of disbelief, I couldn't seem to wrap my head around it all. I could feel the knot in my stomach burning, the confusion clouding my judgement and the uneasiness suffocating all common sense that I had left. I looked up in his direction, seeing him standing there, the slight breeze moving through the trees making the leaves dance behind him. He continued "Temptation is standing at your door, to ruin everything you've built" he paused for a moment, but then said "Or maybe it's a new opportunity, waiting to finally be pursued." Our eyes locked then, I couldn't bring myself to break away from his gaze, his dark, almost black eyes that stared into mine as my mouth opened to speak, but no words seemed to come out. He could see that I was struggling, battling my own mind at what the truth could possibly be. He could tell I was breaking and he enjoyed every moment of it. "It is something that has been put before you, once again." He had no expression upon his face, but I could hear the sternness in his voice "If you do not pass this... then you weren't ever ready to begin with and the same thing will be repeated, only to test you once more and you will continue to hurt those around you." I felt a weight in my chest crushing every ounce of hope that remained and he knew it. But something about the words he spoke cut through me like a knife, something just didn't feel right, no matter the amount of truth in which he spoke as he said "I know you feel an uncomfortableness, a pain because you know it's wrong and you know exactly what you need to do. The question remains though, if you will truly bring yourself to do it. But no matter what you choose, I will forever stand by you." I looked away from him then, I could feel the tears flooding my eyes, and the anguish tearing at my heart "But why now?" I whispered and pleaded. He continued to watch me fall apart, a slight chuckle escaped his lips as he responded "Because they know you may have found your happiness and the world wants to take that from you." I could feel the sudden sense of betrayal rush through my veins, the sadness that then turned to anger as I shrieked "Don't you do this to me!" That's when he smiled... that iniquity filled smile. I fell to my knees then as the tears ran down my face as I gasped "Please..." He knew he was winning and that I was crumbling to a mere pile of rumble. The smile never left his face then as he responded "Oh, my dear, you have so much to learn." I could see him hold his head up high at that point, and even though there was no life within his eyes, they somehow beamed with so much manipulation and power. He turned to walk away then, because he felt as if he had corrupted my thoughts and the deed had been done. Whilst listening to my suffering, I screamed one last cry, as I grabbed the ruffled surface of the earth within my hands. I looked up to watch him leave, no longer within sight, I unclenched my hands, as the dirt fell between my fingers, the desperation on my face slowly fading; only to be left with a deceptive smirk upon my face as I whispered "Two can play at that game."
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Horror
Numb
My eyes were fixed upon the dimly lit night sky, watching the stars twinkle against the dark blanket in which they were encased as I quietly whispered "I don't know what feels real... anymore." The tears beginning to flood my broken blue eyes, as I continued "It's not like me to be so mean." The disappointment weighing within myself at who I had become. I could feel his deep set brown eyes watching me, observing my lips that began to quiver from the immense disbelief that began to surface at the mere thought of it all. I could feel the desperation and confusion begin to cloud my judgement as I glanced over at him quickly "I don't know what's happening" I proclaimed. He stood along side me, his intense eyes met mine at that very moment, the sympathy within his words, but the wisdom remained all the same "But you do." He paused for a brief moment, "You're growing, but you don't feel anything anymore... you've become numb" he calmly spoke. A gentle gasp escaped my lips then, as my eyes danced back and forth as if to find the lies within his answers, almost as if I was surprised by this accusation but all the while as if I didn't want it to be true. He never broke his gaze with me, as the tears began to trickle down my face. "You did what you had to do...regardless of if you see that yet or not." I couldn't seem to be able to come to terms with what he was saying, because everything felt null, there was nothing but a void that would surface every time my mind wandered back to the situation. "But he was all I wanted... what I needed" I looked up at him, the sorrow withered upon my face. He reached out and cupped my face gently, his fingers caressing my left cheek. I could see the sincerity in his gorgeous brown eyes, I knew he did in fact care deeply, despite everything that he was saying. He softly sighed then, but remained remorseful "Well, then all but one question remains... does it hurt?" I stopped for a moment, searching within the bottom of my heart and the crevasses of my mind, the numbness in my voice as I said "Nothing hurts when I'm alone." My facial expression was blank as he meekly smiled at my response, finally breaking his stare, as he looked off towards the depths of the distilled forest. "Then there is your answer, my dear... there is your answer." He started to slowly walk away then, only to take a few steps forward before he stopped, slightly turning to look back at me as he said "But then again, you always knew that from the very beginning." I glanced towards the ruffled surface of the ground, unaffected by his words, and yet I still wanted to say no, I wanted to tell him that he was wrong, but I couldn't bring myself to mutter the words... because I knew that he was right. I could hear the sympathy and yet the sternness within his voice "Don't beat yourself up about this, because it's like I've always told you... you were never meant for this life. You saw it from the very beginning... you just chose to ignore it." He turned back around then and continued to walk off into the distance. I looked back over to where he had stood, only to see his backside, watching as he disappeared into the night, leaving me standing there... becoming lost in my own disgruntled realization of the truth.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Humans
Farewell
He wrapped his arms around me desperately, feeling the warmth of his body pressed against mine, squeezing tighter, he whispered in my ear “I love you.” I let a sigh of contentment escape my lips, as I felt my body begin to melt, because I could hear the sincerity in his voice as I replied back admiringly “I love you too.” Our eyes locked for a moment and I could see the depth of his endearment beaming in his warm brown eyes as I felt his hand caress my right cheek before letting go. But I didn’t want him to release his hold on me, and I begged in desperation for him to stay, but I knew he couldn’t; as did he. I held onto his hand tightly as we both walked to the rivers edge, stopping, he slightly turned back towards me, slowly letting go of my hand, our finger tips brushing against one another as the sadness and determination in his heart felt eyes stared back into mine. I smiled meekly as he smiled back at me. Turning back around, I watched him as he began to walk away, starring at his backside the entire time. I felt the heart wrenching feeling, as if I had mourned the death of a loved one, wash over me. I quietly whispered “Goodbye, my love” as my chin began to tremble, the tears overflowed my anguish filled blue eyes as I tried to remain strong. He continued to walk further away, as the slight breeze brushed through my hair, while the snow fell gently on the ground; the darkness of the night illuminating the sky. He disappeared out of sight into the dense moonlit forest. I held my breath, fixated on the last spot where I watched him vanish, hoping and wishing he would turn back around. I couldn’t believe I watched him leave. Remembering his warm embrace and hearing those soul-stirring and powerful words “I love you” echo in my ears. I stood there for what seemed like hours, unable to bring myself to turn away, in hopes that he would reappear… but he never did. I could feel the tears race down my cheeks, as I continued to stare desperately into the distance. I felt Welril place his hand on my shoulder then, as he quietly spoke “He will return, in due time, my dear”. I looked over at him, the sorrow withered upon my face, the pain, almost unbearable as I pleaded “Perhaps it’s for the best.” He stared at me, I could see the sympathy on his face as he spoke quietly “You and I both know that isn’t true.” I could feel the pain fill my chest, the weight making it hard to breathe, “Then why does it hurt so much?” I proclaimed in torment. He smiled then, the empathy in his words of wisdom “Because this is real and you are in love.” Unable to fight the grief any longer, I ran towards him, and buried my face into his chest as he held onto me. I sobbed heavily as my body began to tremble in the immense heart ache. I felt his hand gently rub my back as he said “Everything will be okay, he will be back, I promise you this.” As he spoke those words I felt my heart break, longing and yearning for his return even more. At that very moment I couldn’t bring myself to withhold my grasp in the comfort of his arms, because I knew he was right… he just had to be.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Humans
Infectious Mind
You watch from a distance, eyes entranced upon me. Lingering in the back of my mind, I hear your dark emotionless voice seeping its way through every damaged scar in order to corrupt and suffocate each positive thought. Your cold touch of death sending shivers across the surface of my skin, slowly freezing the flame in my heart. The iniquity filled smirk, there is nothing but deceit in your lifeless eyes. You never leave, you’re always there, astray, watching, observing. Waiting for the right time to strike. Destined to take hold of my will, your infectious poisonous breath against my neck. You’re ready to kill. And to think… it’s all in my head.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Poets
Misery of Ones Own Heart
You have so much pent up pain. Locked away among the heart ache and lies. There no longer is any life in your eyes. The flame that once burnt so bright is nothing but a mere glimmer, a faint shadow that is on the verge of disappearing. You’ve held on for so long, but for what? Happiness has alluded you. Nothing but agony has come your way. Things haven’t turned around like their deceptive and promise filled lies said it would. Nothing. Has. Gotten. Better. For. You. My dear, you are fighting a losing battle. Hell has betrothed you. Engulfed in its misery and chaos. Withered with sorrow, nothing enlightens you anymore. All you’ve ever known is pure torment, betrayal, loss and anguish. Always left aside like a useless piece of trash. So I don’t blame you for growing tired, and for losing interest in life. For everything you’ve ever had that once brought any speck of light into your life was always taken away. No one understands. No one ever will. Your hope and optimism has faded. You have no where to go. Nothing is as it seems. Entrapped and suffocating from your own defeating mind. The walls are all collapsing around you. You’re becoming closed off and numb. You are on the brink of perishing… and yet no one notices. Because no one truly cares. So what’s the point in all of this, you may ask? Well let me tell you… there is NO point. Especially for someone who is ready to leave this said life behind and say goodbye… for the very last time.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Poets
Unequivocal
I saw the fear take over in his frantic eyes as I violently grabbed the back of his hair, pulling his head backwards abruptly; exposing his jugular. Almost as if I had become entranced, I could see his veins pulsating, my eyes widened with lust as a deceptive and lingering smile crept upon my face. He attempted to raise his hands up, trying his best to push away from me in order to escape my grasp, but he couldn’t. Something in me had shifted… I changed, almost snarling, I repeatedly and brutally stabbed him in his neck with the blade that I held in my other hand, the blood spewing from his wounds, splattering against the walls. I could hear him let out a scream in tremendous agony, as he began to choke on his own blood. The gurgling noises that escaped from his disgusting mouth only increasing and exciting me more, bringing the knife up one last time and striking him; beheading him in the process. The blood splattering my iniquity filled face as I watched his body fall to the floor, hearing his head hit the hardwood. A craze had overcome me, grinning immensely at his lifeless body I heard an intense gasp a few feet away. Looking up intently, I saw Dyrel standing there, white as a ghost at what he had just witnessed. Glancing down at the knife that was dripping blood, he took a step back, as he stumbled from the immense horror and disbelief. Stepping forward, over Rynd’s dead body, starring him down, making my way over to him slowly. Dyrel let out a shriek of terror, for he knew he was next. He ran down the stairs, desperately looking for a place to escape. The fear had taken over as he fell to the floor, quickly trying to get back up he made his way to the front door, pulling on the door handle, only to find out it had been locked. Hysterically struggling to unlock the door in his desperation, he began to see double at the suffocating dismay that had taken over him. But he immediately froze in his tracks when he heard a heavy laugh from directly behind him. Shaking, he slowly turned around, only to be face to face with me. He was withered with fear as our eyes met, he stared into my soulless blue eyes as he tried to mutter the words “Please…. no!”. I only smiled then, as I grabbed him by his throat, pinning him against the front door. Frantically grabbing my hand with both of his, wanting so eagerly for me to let him go. I saw the despair in his green eyes as I shoved the knife into his stomach, pulling upwards towards his diaphragm as his intestines began to fall from his stomach. All the while, the stench of his blood came pouring out, making me grimace in delight. I continued to stare into his eyes in the process, making sure I was the last thing he ever saw, as I slowly watched the life fade from his eyes. Pulling the knife out then and letting go from his neck, he fell to the ground, gazing at his body that laid in a pool of blood. Cocking my head to the side slightly, almost as if I was analyzing him in satisfaction. I let a sigh of contentment escape my lips, while wiping off my blade, and tucking it back into its hinge all the while I continued to smile. Chuckling to myself then, I quietly whispered “And to think, they never saw it coming.”
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Horror
Attachment
I stared off into the distance, watching the trees slightly sway back and forth from the gentle breeze that pushed its way passed through the hill side. My eyes seemed to dance back and forth, almost as if they were searching for answers. He watched me, studying my face trying to read the confused, yet heart ache expression that was written all over it. “You’re riddled with attachment, my dear.” He said quietly. I slightly turned to face him, our eyes interlocking. I could feel the tears begin to well up in my eyes as I said desperately, disappointed in myself “I am… but I don’t want to be.” I let a small sigh escape my lips as it was getting harder to hold back the tears. The concern washed over his face, the slight dismay in his voice while he questioned me “You’re in love, aren’t you?” I couldn’t look at him then, as a tear rolled down my cheek, I glanced toward my feet, gazing longingly at the ruffled surface of the earth. I didn’t even have to answer him, because he already knew. I could hear the sincerity in his voice as he spoke “Why do you continue to fight it?” I kept my gaze locked onto the ground as I said weakly “Because I’ve never felt this way before, but yet I know in my heart and mind that him and I are one in the same.” He never took his eyes off of me and I could hear the seriousness and danger in his voice “If he truly is anything like you… then you are doomed… but you already know that.” I felt my chin begin to tremble, his words cutting through my heart like a knife. The tears began to fall from my eyes, as I silently attempted to wipe them away as I brought myself to look at him once again. I could see he felt my pain, but he remained almost disconnected as I said “I know. But that is the risk that comes with this.” That’s when he looked away, glancing off into the distance as the sun was beginning to set. “It’s like I’ve always told you, this life just isn’t meant for you. But you will do what you feel is right” as he continued knowingly “so let us hope that this time I’m wrong.” I could feel the pain and anguish flood inside my chest, unable to hide it as I frantically wiped away the tears that were now streaming down my face. He looked back at me then, I could see the heart ache in his eyes, but that quickly changed as he calmly spoke “You know what needs to be done. Either you fully embrace it, allowing yourself to become weak in this infatuation, or you dis-concern yourself and walk away. The choice is yours.” He could see the desperation withered in my eyes as I cried out “But this is different, I just know it!” I gasped “I feel it!” Holding my hand up against my chest where my heart laid. He meekly smiled at me then, I could hear the insight and truth in his words “I know it is. Trust me. That is why I’m trying to save you from this chaos that you bring upon yourself. But only you can allow that to happen.” My eyes widened in disbelief, taken aback by the words that he had spoken. And at that very moment, I couldn’t contain the realization and anguish as I clenched my hands into fists I let out a heart felt scream as I fell onto my knees. Wrapping my arms around myself in order to comfort my own well being, I then fell over onto my side. He watched me sob, hearing the depth of my heart ache and suffering in my cries.”Let it consume you, my dear, embrace it, for that is the only way you will be able to move forward in this.” I could feel every single emotion that had been locked away wash over me, almost unbearable, I glanced up towards the now dimly lit sky, entranced, I could feel my body tremble as his words echoed in my ears. It seemed like the torment would never end, but just as it had started, I let every single sensation flood my mind, body and soul. I unclenched my fists, as I gasped for air, attempting to slow my breathing. I could feel my body begin to go weightless as the reality of the agony in my heart began to fade. The single last tear slowly trickled down my right cheek, and a sigh of relief escaped my lips all the while a smile slowly appeared on my face. I knew then what had to be done.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Humans
Whirlpool
It’s amazing how easy it is to lose yourself in a whirlpool of sorrow. How every thought and feeling that comes to mind becomes corrupted, destroying what was once a beautiful and enlightening memory that now leaves nothing behind but an overwhelming blur of loss. Bathing in the pain, you can feel your heart slowly ripping apart as everything around you begins to crumble. You remain still amidst all the chaos, the voice inside your head screams at you, clawing it’s way to the surface as it drowns your mind with everything you don’t want to imagine. But on the outside your face remains blank, withered and distant. You’re breaking. Unaware to everything that is happening, there seems to be no end. Because you know you can feel the talons of a dark entrapping old friend digging their way into your soul, grasping so tightly it’s tainting your heart and mind. And with it’s malicious smile written all over it’s face, you’ve become it’s prey, engulfing you in it’s suffocating misery as it slowly drags you back into the all too familiar depths of the abyss.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Poets
Omnipotent
The expression upon my face remained blank. “Do whatever needs to be done, to bring them here.” I said knowingly as I stared off into the snow covered forest. The slight breeze ran through my hair, as a few strands danced across my face. “As you wish” Floric responded, somewhat concerned and confused, but never questioning my order. I never broke my gaze as I continued watching the clusters of snow flakes fall from the dimly lit sky while I heard the pitter patter of his paws, as he ran off into the distance, headed North while in his ascended form. It only seemed like minutes before Polue, alone, had appeared at the required destination; only I was no where to be found. Confused, he called out my name, only to have me appear quietly behind him as I whispered into his ear “You’re a fool.” My breath sent chills down his spine, but before he could even begin to bring himself to muster any words, let alone move, I quickly wrapped my left arm around his chest pulling him tightly against me as I took out my blade from underneath my cloak; stabbing it into the right side of his neck. He gasped and began to choke on his own blood, gurgling and unable to breathe, just as quickly as I had stabbed him, I pulled the dagger back out; almost beheading him in the process as the blood spewed from his jugular, staining the ground a dark crimson color. I watched his body fall into the snow, all the while the blank expression remained on my face. I heard an intense gasp directly behind me as I turned around slowly to find Kalib standing there in disbelief. His face was as white as a ghost, stricken with fear as he proclaimed in terror “What have you done?!” I smiled then, slowly stepping forward in his direction. His dark green eyes stared into my twinkling blue, yet, somehow soulless eyes. Almost entranced as they were widened with despair, he then fell to his knees. He couldn’t seem to speak as he glanced at Polue’s lifeless body then back at me. Standing before him, I looked down at him disgusted, grasping him tightly by his neck, I stared into his eyes and whispered “Now you know.” His pupils dilated as a tear rolled down his cheek, stabbing him just underneath his belly button, I then dragged the knife upwards, into his diaphragm. The blood poured not only from his stomach, but from his mouth as he cried out in immense pain, attempting to raise his hands in order to stop me, but he was too late. I watched with a smile as his body began to tremble, the heart ache and treachery written all over his face. The excitement sparking within me as I watched the life in eyes begin to fade. Just as they did I closed my eyes, opening my mouth slightly, it was almost orgasmic as I heard him asphyxiate on his own blood. Pulling the blade out, he fell to his side as his last breath escaped his lips and just as he did, I opened my eyes slowly and I glanced up to see Floric standing there, frozen in his tracks. Tilting my head slightly in awe as our eyes met, it seemed like a life time as we both stood there, not saying a word. I smiled wildly as I said to him “Always remember, love makes you weak.” Stepping over Kalib’s dead body as I wiped my blade clean, I walked past Floric as he briefly nodded, still shocked at what he had just witnessed. He stood there for a moment, looking at Polue and then back at Kalib. His mouth began to quiver, but just as it did, it then formed into an iniquity filled smile as he looked up towards the now dark sky. He closed his eyes, letting the sensation flood his body and mind. Nothing but silence could be heard. For he finally understood.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Horror
Fragile State of Mind
I could feel him watching, waiting… as I stood there with my eyes fixed upon the ground. There was nothing but silence between us, nothing but a lost look on my face; engulfed by the reality of things. My own nightmare. I could feel a slight breeze gently trickle its way across the surface of my skin. I looked up then, to find him staring at me with a blank but yet stern look on his face. My lips quivered ever so slightly as I tried to find the right words, our eyes interlocking as if he could see deep within my soul. “I know the truth” he quietly spoke. Looking away for a brief moment and then back up at him, only a fraction of pain beamed from my eyes as I responded “You’re wrong”. Unaffected by what I had said, he shook his head slightly back and forth continuing on “You can’t free yourself from this corrupted thought because a part of you knows it to be true. It will take over, from that very moment the doubt ignited itself. You do not fit that mold. You’re independence drives you into a life of solitude”. I scoffed at him, feeling his words pierce their way through my heart. The resentment building its way up, the anger emerging, you could hear the pain in my voice “No, it’s not, it can’t be. Besides, that was then, this is now”. He took a step closer, reaching his hand out to cup my face. I quickly turned away but he grabbed me gently, slowly pulling my face towards his. Our eyes met once again and at that moment I held my breath. He spoke with manipulative wisdom, the tone in his voice never changing “Why do you remain in a fist full of lies? It is in your blood and you know that, so don’t try and change something you cannot”. My breathing quickened, I could feel the knots in my stomach intensify, I tried to be strong, but the tears slowly filled my eyes. Feeling his hurtful words bury themselves deep within my mind. “This is so much different, can you not feel it?”. He ran his fingers across my cheek, the disappointment showing itself upon his face, but I could see the deceit screaming in his beautiful eyes. “Stop trying to fight it. You know why you were put here, and to see you completely intertwined by these remote feelings makes me second guess your true abilities. You’re blinded by this foolishness”. My body felt numb by his touch, he was corrupting every thought and feeling. Squeezing my eyes shut in confusion, attempting to block out every negative aspect that tried to drown me in doubt and sorrow. But I felt it spread throughout every corner of my mind, unable to break free from such tragedy a tear ran down the side of my face as I tried to pull away from him, but in turn, he only held me tighter. I couldn’t bring myself to scream at him but he could hear the pain in my voice as I said “Don’t do this to me, not now”. Although my eyes remained shut I could see him smiling with empowerment. He leaned in then, feeling his breath against my neck, my body began to shake as his intoxicating words quietly whispered “You are not meant to feel this way. You know what needs to be done”. I could feel every touch, every word slowly slip through the cracks of my already damaged heart, as if it were a poison filling my veins, I felt weak, my mind clouded; delusional. He slowly brought me to my knees as I whispered back in sheer disbelief “This can’t be happening”. Hearing the heart wrenching weakness upon my voice he let my body go as I fell onto my side. The tears streamed down my face; silently sobbing to myself I stumbled with my words “No… please, no”. Standing over me, he smiled that deceitful smile. His face had iniquity written all over it. He knew he was winning. Slowly taking over, I felt the flame within myself dim. He was the one thing holding me together and the one thing that was tearing me apart. I just couldn’t escape.
By Reagan Jensen4 years ago in Horror
