Chapter 9
by 
Stephendings
What will you say?
“Fuck yourself, you psychotic bitch.”
“Fuck yourself, you psychotic bitch.”
Her eyes grow even wider as she leans in towards your face. “I’m not. Fucking. CRAZY!”
Tina jumps onto you and straddles you. Your cock grazes her milky thigh. She lifts up the knife high over her head. The knife swiftly plunges downward towards your upper chest. You feel a thud. What? She gets up without the knife. You feel a new kind of fear that you’ve never felt before. The ceiling. Footsteps. Am I breathing? Blackness.