Ashley's POV

The door comes flying off the hinges and Britni doesn't even flinch. "Ashley get out. Run. Get as far from here as possible." She whispers still facing the door scared about what was in its crooked frame. "No Britni I'm staying with you." I growl trying to cover how terrified I truly am. "We'll see about that now won't we." I hear a deep voice and gulp. "I told you to get the fuck out of my life! Haven't you killed enough... When will it end..." Britni whispers and the man cackles gravely. Ash yelps and blood splatters the walls. "You know what I want babe. I want you." He says lowly and I immediately step out from behind her. His buzzed brown hair is caked in blood, his black suit is stained red, and his lips are drawn up in a twisted smile. "Him first? I didn't know I was getting volunteers." He laughs and Britni tries to pull me back. He's too quick and I have a knife to my throat in seconds. "Him or you sweetheart? Him or you?" He growls and Britni bows in defeat. "Don't Brit..." I choke out and the knife is pressed into my throat. "Don't you just love the smell of death?" He laughs drawing the knife along my neck drawing blood and licking it off. Britni hisses in disgust. "One more shot sweety or enjoy watching him die because I know I will." He growls and tightens his grip on me. Don't do it Britni. Save your self. I can't watch you die or be taken away. The knife is pressed to my neck one final time and I shut my eyes awaiting the never ending darkness.