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2021-05-09 13:59:31A beautiful woman rested on the armchair inside the desolate dim room.
There was no other source of light except for moonlight peeking through the windows.The moonlight reflected on her milky white skin, making it shine like freshly polished white jade. The raven black hair enhanced her flawless face and her eyes, the color of flames shimmered like glitter. The moonlight gave her a celestial glow.Anyone who had witnessed the sight would think of her as a fairy descended from the heavens.She had a jaded look kept on her face. As if nothing in this world was worth her interest.She glanced at the sapphire blue sky adorned by the twinkling stars.Blue hydrangea flowers bloomed around the window and the pearly moonshine enhanced its beautiful blue color, making it a breathtaking sight."What a beautiful sight" she murmured and let an ironic sneer form on her pink lips.A bitter taste burned her tongue. Maybe it was the wine or the bitterness in her heart.The eerie silence tightened around her like an enormous serpent, smothering her as time passed by.Utterly alone in the darkroom. So alone, she thought it would be a delight if a ghost showed up to accompany her in her loneliness. Ghosts are better than people. They are dead. She sipped her red wine to calm herself.The wine seared her throat, but it did not bother her. She was used to it. The wine was her best companion.It accompanied her in both happiness and sorrow like a soulmate would. Savouring it slowly carries her to wonderland. She turned on the CD player, hoping for some music to change her mood.She leaned back and closed her eyes and twirled the wineglass in her hand. The song sends shivers down her spine.Baby, I'm preying on you tonightHunt you down eat you aliveJust like animalsAnimalsLike animals-milesMaybe you think that you can hideI can smell your scent for milesJust like animalsAnimalsLike animals-milesBaby, I'mSo what you trying to do to meIt's like we can't stop, we're enemiesBut we get along when I'm inside you, ehYou're like a drug that's killing meI cut you out entirelyBut I get so high when I'm inside youYeah you can start over you can run freeYou can find other fish in the seaYou can pretend it's meant to beBut you can't stay away from meI can still hear you making that soundTaking me down rolling on the groundYou can pretend that it was meBut no, ohBaby, I'm preying on you tonightHunt you down eat you aliveJust like animalsAnimals...This song was a curse to her ears. That demon who had ruined her sang it every time he unleashed his wrath on her. He would make her endure each and every lashing with those sadistically smiling eyes..."This song is my favourite now Alexandra, you know why?" He would crush her face between his diabolical hands, and imprint deep bruises. "It's because this is the perfect love song for us, the love between a pray and a predator."
The demon sang this song to her as a warning that she will never escape from him, not even in death.She gulped down the wine in panic and some dripped from the edge of her mouth and some of it stained her white shirt."You are mine Alexandra, you cannot escape, not even in your next life""If you try to run away, I will break your legs""You are the flower I carefully chose for myself""I will never let you go, not even in your dreams"CRASH!!She threw the wineglass to the darkest corner of the room and it shattered into a hundred pieces.Terror devoured her, her hands trembled vigorously, she cupped her ears with it."Aargh stop!!!!"She screamed. Her thoughts became unstable. Tears formed in her eyes, slowly sliding down her beautiful face and falling on the ground.She took the bottle of wine and gulped down the entire bottle. The wine made her calm, although she itched for a smoke she wouldn't because she had promised someone.She smashed the CD player with the wine bottle, turning it off out of utter rage, pieces of the green-colored glass all over the table and floor.She leaned in the armchair, closing her eyes. Her cheeks crimsoned because of the wine. She tried to sleep but couldn't.The nightmare will haunt her again and again."I can't sleep"She placed her hand over her eyes hoping to fall asleep as the time passed by...
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