Crimson Betrayal.

Crimson Betrayal.

A Story by Lindsay Ann

The female anxiously banged on the door, shrill shrieks of terror escaping her pail lips.
Her knees becoming weak as she heard the low hissing sound coming from the shadow down the hall.  She cried out once more before the shadow come to a stop in front of her forming into the figure of a man. His ruffled chocolate brown hair and his ebony eyes, staring into her own.
    She recognized the male a slight look of confusion forming on her face..
She choked out his name as his hand began to clutch her throat, sliding her up the door a few feet from the ground. Beginning to shake violently the terror coming back, she couldn't grasp why the male who she thought cared for her was doing this.
   The male moved his lips to her ear whispering in a seductive and terrifying tone.
" Lindsay dearest...I will not let you go... " on the last few words of the sentence his voice cracked into that of a psychotic tone.
Her hands grasped at his wrists struggling to breathe, her own amber eyes staring down into his as they began to well up with tears.
   He moved his head down to her neck grazing his teeth along the flesh. The female started to choke out a few words " What..are you doing..? " Her voice strained and hard to understand. He simply looked up at her a disturbing smirk forming on his face, stepping back a few steps bringing her away from the wall now dangling her in mid air.
   He looked at her his smirk disappearing a look of sadness now flickering in his ebony eyes. The look was gone within the split second in came, now getting worried she began to struggling making his hand grip tighter. The short dying gasps of the female began to come more frequently trying to catch a decent breath of air. Her hues began to die down, the life slowly seeping from them. He huffed slightly another hiss escaping his lips before he dropped her, falling to her knees she cried out in agony.
  Her hand shooting to her chest drawing in large breaths of air, looking up to him the tears now spilling onto her cheeks. The male then crouched pressing the knuckles of his left hand to the floor his head tilting to the side slightly an inhuman smile spreading on his face once more. " You know Lindsay...I love you dearly...I won't let you go.. "
  She found the strength and will to stand stumbling back into the door, the door swung open. A tall dirty blond male walking out his blue eyes immediately falling on the male who had been crouching.

© 2010 Lindsay Ann


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I would seriously love to see you write a book. You're only 15 and you can write this well...that's saying something dear. I love your writing, I can always picture everything whenever I read your short stories. I haven't seen someone with this much description in their writing..in forever. It makes your writings...enjoyable.

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Stunning, I wish I could too use the language like this. It's stunning indeed. The riches of the details is over whelming. Another good read from you.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I would seriously love to see you write a book. You're only 15 and you can write this well...that's saying something dear. I love your writing, I can always picture everything whenever I read your short stories. I haven't seen someone with this much description in their writing..in forever. It makes your writings...enjoyable.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 28, 2010
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Lindsay Ann
Lindsay Ann

Calgary, Canada



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My stories are based on the nightmares I have. These words come from the deepest and darkest parts of my mind and soul. I try my best to paint for others the images and events that happen in my dr.. more..

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