Others

Cobalt

There's fire in my veins

My hands shake

And all I see is red

Blood red

A steady drip

Drip

Down my arm

As they slice away

At my human skin

But they don't know

That the deeper they cut

The closer they get

To the beast

Inside of me

She's been asleep

For a long time

But now

She's beginning to stir

It won't be long now

Until she is

Awakened

***

His hands are freezing on my skin

They travel up and down my back

In my hair

On my neck

He smells like lemon and chemicals

Too clean

He pushes against me

And shudders

Releasing himself inside of me and then

Pulling away

collapsing on his spongy mattress

My wrists are purple

From where he held me down

Too tight

Though I didn't fight him

Not tonight

I rise

Beginning to dress as I usually do

No

He says

Stay

He pats the space at his side

A wave of nausea rolls over me

But I oblige

Lying awkwardly next to him

He plays with my hair

Obsessively fascinated by it

I stare around the room

It's full of shelves

Lined with hefty books

The drawers covered in trinkets

Supplies

A pair of scissors lie across a magazine

The paper old and faded

Strips that were sliced

Lie haphazardly in a pile

You'll learn to enjoy it

He says

Turning my attention to him

I don't say anything back

They all eventually do

That one that was brought up earlier

One of the best ones we have

He's a fighter

But that's why we have to put him down

It's not a waste though

We can use him for other things

My stomach tightens and I feel sick

Hot rage tingles down my spine

But I hold it back for a moment

What are they doing with him until then?

I ask softly, innocently

He's in the quarantine

Where they all go before we dispose of them

I gave him a chance to redeem himself but his time is up

There's no need for wasteful things here

But you my darling

Are far too important for that

Provided that you aid me in my research

There's a evil glint in his eyes

I smile even though my lips shake

Of course

Slowly

I take my clothing back off

And move

So I hover over him

His face breaks into a satisfied smile

As if he's won

He grabs my hips

And slams me down

Breaking all my barriers

My walls crashing down

The pain is excruciating

But I let him tangle his hands in my hair

Hesitantly

I glide my hands over him

He seems to like it

His movements becoming faster

My fingers slide through his silver curls

Down his forehead

And with one swift movement

My nails

Grown long after weeks without trimming

Are plunged straight into his eyes

He screams in pain

Bucking me off of him

He's yelling

Cursing

His hands pressed to his bloody face

My body is frail

But I move with new found speed

Lunging towards the scissors

My vision

Painted red

My grip around the steel

Is deathly

I aim them straight for his heart

If there was even one there

And soon

The sheets

Are also painted

Red