Last on my list

                              Last on my list

“When somebody says ‘The last thing I want to do is hurt you,’ what they really mean is ‘It’s on the list. I’ve just got some other things to do first.’ ….Well honey my list is done.” The masked man said. His voice was strangely familiar. Lizabeth had no time to commentate before he put a gag over her mouth. A muffled cry escaped her lips as he tightened her restraints.

She closed her eyes and listened to his footsteps intensely as hot tears ran down her flushed cheeks. She began trembling when she felt his strong hand on her shoulder. Her eyes snapped open. Displayed in front of her was an array of objects. A butcher knife, some sort of automatic weapon, a container of bleach, a noose, gas….

“So…Lizzie,” he began as he pulled off his mask. “How do you wanna die?”

YOU!   

Her warm blood ran cold.

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

I hope this is an excerpt to a kick a*s story I would love to read!!!

[Kacie Delane Davis]

lol nope. its a flash fiction. I'm glad you liked it.

[Rob Santana]

Ur killing me!!!!! Hahaha

[Kacie Delane Davis]

Hahaha. I'm glad it grabbed your attention so much.