Writing Wednesday- Storytime 3

Happy Hump Day! 

It's almost Friday, and honestly, I'm ready for the weekend. 

It's Writing Wednesday, and today will be a short story! Next few Wednesdays will be writing tips.

I created this story purely for fiction. I created this with my own mind and imagination.

Without further ado, here is the story...

"Mayaaaa!" My heart sank when I heard that voice. I quickly went under my bed as I heard his footsteps approaching. He entered my room. "Maya come out and playyy," he said dragging out the y. I covered my mouth to keep from any sound from leaving.

I prayed for him to leave, but he didn't. His feet appeared in front of me. He kneeled down and smiled as he realized he found me. I screamed as he reached out for me. 

He grabbed my hair and forcibly pulled me from under my bed. "Were you hiding from me?" He asked softly. He pulled my head back so I was looking him in his eyes. 

Malice danced in his blood-red eyes. "All I wanted to do was to give you a hug," He murmured as he pulled me in a hug. I stood completely still with fear.

"Why did he keep you alive? Out of everyone, why you?" He whispered in my ear. 

"Please, just leave me alone," I said coming close to tears.  He let go of my waist. 

"Don't cry," he murmured as lifted my chin. He brought his lips close to mine. 

I slapped him and bolted out of my room. He caught me before I could make it to the stairs. 

He lifted me, but I thrashed as an attempt to get out of his grip. "Let go of me!" I screamed.

"Alright." He let go and pushed me down the stairs. I landed at the bottom of the staircase. 

I tried to pick my bruised body from the floor, but every one of my muscles was screaming in protest. "Why are you so difficult?" He asked as he walked down the stairs.

He raised his hand revealing flames black as night. "No, please," I pleaded, backing away from him. He took ahold of my ankle and pulled me toward him. "You hit me, it's only fair that I get you back."

I screamed in pain as black flames consume my ankle and foot. Tears stream from my eyes. "Matthew!"

"He's not coming!" He said. He let go of my ankle. He took ahold of the front of my shirt and pulled me in close to him. "Just say you love me." I shook my head.

A sadistic smiled appeared on his face. "Then die." He tightens his hands around my neck. I tried to kick him off, but he didn't budge. I gasped for breath as my vision began to blur. 

"Matt...hew," I gasped. Suddenly the grip around my neck loosens until they were gone completely. I coughed as I tried to breathe normally. 

"I'm sorry." 

I let out a sigh of relief. It was Matthew. I looked at his eyes to be sure it was him. I smiled as I saw his eyes had returned to their light brown color. "It's fine," I assured him.

"He's getting stronger. I can barely control him," Matthew muttered. 

"I'm okay," I said. Matthew looked at me with concern in his eyes. He then looked at my ankle and shook his head.

"I'm sorry," he said again. 

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed the story!