The Green Marble

She was different, like no one else.
She laughed at my jokes and shared my pain. She led me through the darkness and she held my hand. Her skin as soft as velvet and with one touch would paralyse you. Her lips as red as blood from a needle pricked finger. her hair was as brown as freshly roasted chestnuts on the coal fire. her eyes glimmered in the sun like the bright green marble she griped so tightly.
Her silks were thick with blood that was still warm, I didn't have to think about the horrors that she went through I all ready knew. I had a dream about it that night before, I was a White Wolf with glossy red eyes, the smell of blood in my nose and a meal on my mind but I couldn't have hurt her I just couldn't! I loved her, the only girl that accepted me for who I was the only girl that would ever love me...

My face burned with the venom that built up in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, my tears turned to waterfalls...

Rachael Walker