One
To get to live, I have to die a little more each day.
I don’t know the name of the boy. I never bothered to ask. All that matters is that he belongs to this world. He’s human. His kisses soothe the deep ache thundering inside me. I could drown in them. In him. For a moment, I love and hate him all at once.
I let him pull me deeper into the shadows of the library and press me against the wall.
“You’re so beautiful.” His voice is hoarse, rough. He surely believes that’s due to his growing need for me. I know better.
I’m sucking the life right out of him. Just a little kiss. Just a little bit of life. If he persists in trying to shove his hand down my pants, it will be a lot more. Fortunately for him, he has trouble unbuckling my belt.
Someone clears their throat behind us. I grin,
