Your Guardian Angel {Nemi} Part 1

This is a contest entry for JobroDirtyFantasy’s ‘Bad-Boy Writer’s Contest’. I hope you like it 🙂 Part 2 Up Soon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Every deep breath was pained, and shaky. He held onto her throat, and threatened to shove the blade into her flesh. She could see the faint reflection in the pitch black, and she knew she didn”t want to provoke him. She took in a shallow breath, and she could see the gleam of his teeth. This was just a game for him. A little game to just pass the time. “Try that again and well see where it gets you.” He spoke, firing saliva through his clenched teeth into her angelic face. She pressed her lips together, and he squeezed his hand around her throat tight, severing her ability to breathe. She gasped for air, and he held her against a wall so her feet were dangling. She looked deep into his charcoal eyes, trying to make her fear fill him to guilt him. He just stared back, letting his anger fill her instead. Her fear was just the fuel being added to the fire. He laughed a throaty laugh, and pecked her cheek quickly. “You”re a sweet girl, Demi. Too bad it had to be this way.” He raised the knife, and pressed it to her neck. * * * * The cold air of his breath froze in his throat. He swallowed the block of ice situated in it; trying to make it disappear, and felt tears stain his cheeks. He bent down and moved his finger against the smooth surface of the gravestone. He traced the letters of her name, and he allowed himself to think back, to …