Chapter 71. It’s Just A Bad Dream

Chantel Raven

I take a weak breath in, and the jerk loves it so much that he presses his lips against mine, which makes my stomach turn. He pulls away and laughs a little as I smack my head hard.

"No, that will not happen. I will kill you if I make it out of this alive. Trust me, I will be the last person you ever see."

He smiles, and knowing how sick and crazy his mind is, I think he likes that idea.

Damon leans down and gives me another kiss that makes my stomach hurt. I can taste my tears on his lips. I feel very sick to my stomach.

Then, out of the blue, he thrusts the knife through my lower belly. I scream in pain as he moves it from side to side, terrible, mind-blowing pain. I fall asleep and probably wake up right away.

He starts to speak as soon as he takes the knife away. I have learned these words by heart. I will always remember them. Even though I am yelling and crying because the pain is too much to bear, I still remember wh