Raining Tears
Malakai's hot breath hit Darcy's face one last time as she closed her eyes. She felt the blade scratch the tender skin at her throat just before the weight was lifted off of her. Everything seemed eerily quiet and for a few moments she thought about how peaceful death was. There were no worries or pain. There was only thoughts about freedom. She not longer had to worry about the world that constantly put her through hell. Then everything came crashing back down. Darcy could feel the pain of the wound to her throat and felt the blood begin to seep through the abrasion. She touched the wound as thoughts of Leo and the pain he would suffer entered her mind. Then, finally, the sounds of a scuffle between two people reached her ears. Fearing that Leo was in danger, Darcy rolled onto her stoma
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