Taken

My heart began beating faste. My ex-boyfriend moved closer to me, the knife in his hand. My chocolate brown eyes glistened from my tears, "Please don't.." I whispered.

"Shh.." He grinned evily and moved closer, to the point where I could smell his cigarette filled breath. He raised the knife above his head, his hands shaking while I trembled in fear, have no where to go. He brought the knife down to my heart..