True Loves First Kill

Haley is your average 18 year old girl, her life seems perfectly normal until ,Matt, her former best friend returns for revenge. Charlie and Tiffany are her current best friends and go to school with her at St Divines.
But there is one secret Charlie is keeping from Haley...
Something he cant tell anyone...


1. It cant be...

I sat there, nothing but tears were my companion, the heavy woven hay satchel cut into my eyes sending agony to them, steel wire slit slowly into my soft skin, one by one my fingers slit open, a sudden uncomfortable feeling of fear took over my senses. I could feel the blood slowly drip down my sweaty forehead; I couldn’t feel my wrists anymore and my heart felt like it was pounding two-hundred miles an hour. My eyes were shut and the darkness was like a black hole my fear was drawing me further and further in…there was no escaping it. I lay there in silence, remembering all the memorable times I had with my loving family and all the laughs I had with my closest friends, the ones I knew I would never lay my eyes on again. My train of thought broke as I heard the rattling of the van door open, as a palm grabbed my frozen arms that felt paralysed from distress, fear and sorrow. My eyes beginning to fill with tears again and my whole life flashing before my eyes as I was placed in a wooden chair with splinters that are dug into my skin, I’m thrown onto them and tied up with the same rope used for my hands.  “It was pretty courageous of you to volunteer yourself instead of your friends” his voice was course and it’s like from it you could see his sly grin…but I knew that voice…was it possible that it was him? It couldn’t be… I haven’t seen him in three years…how did he find me…. Why is he here?

“M-Mat?” I stuttered,

“Hello Haley, I see you remember my voice”

“How could I forget, you were a monster that ruined my life!”

“Tisk, Tisk, Tisk, Still the same old Haley with the same old attitude”

“You knew nothing about me and never will!”

 “Oh but I did my sweetie, I knew I was your best friend for six years, we had the laughs, the fun and the smiles. Until one day I lost the person who understood me most, the person who I could go to for anything… my dad.” His face showed longing and sorrow before beginning to talk again. “And he would have been with me every day if you weren’t so careless! Don’t you realise, I never got to see my father after that! He was the reason I lived most days and it’s your fault he’s gone! Now you will never see your whole family again and you can feel the pain and horror I had to go through!” he ripped the sack off my head and I saw that face that scarred me my whole life and always will. His Blonde locks with that straight short fringe covering his icy blue eyes, they were deep almost tricking you into becoming lost in them, but all that really filled them was nothing short of hatred and as I eyed him up and down I saw something that got my heart racing… he slowly placed ran his hand on the inside lining of his jacket and partly took out what seemed to be a metallic object, but with closer observation I soon came to see that it was a sharpened knife, a vivid smirk on his face appeared  as he chuckled saying “So…did you miss me?”


“P- Please I didn’t mean to…it was an accident and I never knew, after that you disappeared and I never saw you or any of your family again. I would have comforted you and done anything to support all of you.”

“Well then I guess that clears everything up…” My face lifted with joy until he shouted “But my father isn’t back is he….NO!” He lifted his hand from behind him and I shut my eyes, my whole life flashing before me as I was prepared to feel the blade scrape through my skin and straight into my body.  My heavy eyes were closed for longer than I expected but I didn’t raise my hopes too quickly as the last time I did I had a blade aimed straight at me. So I shut them tighter and waited longer. But all I could feel was the relief of having the excruciating steel rope around me taken off. I heard shouts and yells but throughout all that I kept my eyes sealed I couldn’t bear to see what the reasons for the screams were. Were they pain? Celebration for the fact that my life was about to end? Or was it just Matt flattering himself that his lifelong goal of finishing off my existence was nearly achieved?

      The satchel fell back onto my face taking me back to the black hole of fear…the one I dreaded, but I would much rather see nothing than stare straight into the eyes of my fears. I didn’t know if it was my hero in shining armour, or matt dragging me to another location to end this horror. I was carried off my feet and I could tell this person was running because I could feel the wind entering the tiny holes in the sack. Whoever was carrying me had great endurance cause we had been running for what felt like a very long time and I could feel his warm puffs of breath on my neck, he lay me down on what felt like a patch of grass, this definitely wasn’t Matt I would have been handled more roughly….who was it?

“We should be safe here” said the voice as light slowly shone into the small holes in the satchel as he uncovered my face.  His voice sent tingles up my spine, not in the eerie way Matt’s did but in a comforting reassuring way. There in front of me glaring into my eyes was my hero. His hazel eyes looking into mine and his ebony hair swaying in the wind, his left hand was bruised and had a deep scar, his other hand had my head resting on it.

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