Page 9 of Saved by Him

Eight letters.

Red chose E.

Two of those.

Yellow chose R.

Three of those and now the end of the word was there.

“Cheaters.” I glared at them. “You’re in cahoots.”

Cahoots was a great word too. Maybe I should’ve picked that one.

Brown guessed the word wasmurdererand laughed when I called it names.

“You can pretend all you want, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m inside you, girl. You have my blood, and you can’t get away from it.”

I shook my head and picked another word. Red said I couldn’t take another turn. I told him to fuck himself and went anyway.

“You’re going to destroy everyone you love. Kill them like I killed the ones I loved. That’s why I didn’t kill you, you know. Because I didn’t love you. I loved your mother, and I killed her.”

My head whipped around, and I pointed at him. “No. You don’t get to say that.”

I saw the knife, and then he raised it, ran toward me, and I couldn’t run away. I raised my arms over my head and screamed. And screamed. And screamed.

The door opened, and I kept screaming because he was cutting me, sawing into me, breaking me.

Then a pinch and the colors came back again, soft and warm. Comforting.

I stopped screaming.

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