Lips trembling I watched with trepidation as she moved the shape object down my cheek, tracing my lips, across my chin onto my neck where I could tell she wanted to slice open with the way her body shifted on me just waiting for it’s owner to force all the muscles to work together and take away my heart beat. The blade of metal tickled my arm as it followed a vain down to my wrist, all the while her eyes never left mine even if mine were trained on the blade I still felt her staring at me.

Finally it slid under the rope, moving back and forth, the back of the silver metal scraping and digging into my wrist as the last strand broke and fell releasing my one hand, “Happy?” she snarled into my ear, her hot wet lips gliding over my skin.

Swallowing the best I could but still no words escaped so I nodded, she laid the knife down beside me and came in for the kiss. Her lips pressed hard against mine forcing my head back a bit into the stone which hurt but would not deter me from getting this kiss from her, my tongue snaked its way into her mouth. Ashley moaned and her body fell that much further on to me filling me with warmth and love even if she didn’t want this and was just doing it as my last request.

Eyes closed my hand slid into her brown tresses yanking her head closer than before if that’s possible but I knew I couldn’t lose sight of what I had to do, caressing her soft cheek, trailing down her shoulder and chest I reached away from her and grabbed the knife, once I did that I knew it was a matter of seconds as the people around us reacted, pulling my lips away from her I smiled gently up at her, “I love you…” I whispered slamming the knife into her chest; she stilled for a moment her eyes glazed over until anger seeped out and she took the ceremony knife from her waist band and plunged it deep into mine.

I held her close as the pain surged through my tied up body, tears welling in both our eyes. With the last of my strength I twisted the blade from her chest and threw the one in mine away as well, snuggling her into me, our wounds touching, our blood mixing, “Spencer?” she coughed as she tried to sit up. Her eyes now the warm hazel I was used to, she was my Ashley again and she knew nothing of what happened.