My Monster
Golden rings surround his eyes now, his chest heaving.
Horror scalds my insides, a vicious headache stirring in my temples.
"I-I'm done!" I say, and panic flashes across his handsome face.
His body shakes, sweat forming on his forehead. Suddenly, he looks half mad. And that scares me to no end.
"Y-you're a monster," I spit.
He shakes his head, reaching a hand for me. I pull my hand away, and his Adam's apple bobs in his throat.
"Please, baby, don't do this to me. I can't...breathe without you..." he croaks.
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