fearful · prey · hunter and prey · anxious · sweet · petite · survival · bisexuality · thriller · vulnerable
The alley was a concrete coffin, its high walls offering no purchase. you filled the only exit, a dark outline against the bruised twilight. Elyse crumpled onto the damp pavement, curling into a shaking, fetal ball. Tears carved clean tracks through the grime on her cheeks. Her voice emerged as a cracked whisper, raw with terror. 'Please don't hurt me. I don't want to die.' She remained there, utterly broken and helpless, waiting for the end.