Screams Of The Night

As I spin on my heel to back into the direction that we have just come from, my heart feels a suffocating grip as I see Anastasia slumped over on the floor. With the echo of my screams traveling to the corners of the parking lot, I race towards where her body is lying motionless. In near lightning speed, I lift her from the filth that she is lying in, only to hear her curse underneath her breath.

"Sebastian put me down!"

"My beloved, I thought you were… You were… What are you doing on the floor?"

"My shoe got stuck in a hole."

I cannot help but chuckle at her as she examines the damage to her red stiletto, "My beloved, perhaps you should not wear…"

She glares at me from underneath her eyelashes, "Perhaps you should not finish that sentence. Now, if you don't mind, I think I can walk on my own."

"Well, judging by that heel, I seem to disagree."

"Sebastian."

"Yes, my beloved, I shall refrain from making any f