I felt my blood begin to rush down my arm, and seep through my sleeve.
But I didn't even care.
It wasn't my blood I wanted to touch. It wasn't my blood I cared about.
All I wanted to see was his blood spilled across the floor.
Oh I so badly wanted his blood to fill the rivers and the Seas.
But now isn't the time.
Sneak peek: I was saposed to die, not them, and especially not him.