Emma
Blood clung to the air like smoke, my heart thumped in fear seeing this, the blood was still fresh. The head is still jumping on the ground.
It soaked the grass in front of me, staining the soil beneath the severed head that had rolled to a stop at Xander's feet.
My stomach clenched and my breath caught, like always he killed in front of me without thinking and it kept reminding me of the painful feeling I didn't want to remember again.
Ian never killed in front of me, he thinks again before he does it at all.
Even when he was furious… even when pushed to the edge, he always walked away. Locked himself in silence. Gritted his teeth and let the storm pass.
But this bastard…
This was the only one who had ever done that. Killed without blinking.
Like life meant nothing.
And something inside me cracked. A memory… fragmented, bruised… pushed itself to the surface.
A voice.
A scream.
My scream was like the way those warm blush had splashed on me.
