Turn Herself In

[Elise’s POV]

Blood. All I can see and taste is blood—the blood of the man that I truly loved with everything I had. However, he never loved me. I was a fucking fool to believe that he actually cared, and as I continue to rip him apart, everyone who used me and abused me flashes through my mind, from him to the one before him to the humans that shunned me for being a monster, and finally the parents that threw me away.

Like a tornado in my mind, they swirl around, blending, unblending, and blending again until I can't tell one from the other.

Lifting my head, I let out a pained howl that echoes around me while my heart shatters into a thousand tiny pieces that will never be able to be put back together.

It was agonizing knowing that even after all of this, I was still nothing more than a tool and a monster. Where I thought I had finally found the place I belonged, I found that it was nothing more than another dark memory.