The knife stab was painfully bleeding. Holding his almost numb body, she pushed him into the bathtub. His body too weak to even try to resist being in the water. The water began dissolving his blood, turning into deep shades of scarlet. Her other hand holding the knife, Smothered with blood. All the air was leaving his body. He was slowly drifting Into unconsciousness and then death. A little gasp left his mouth as he realized that finally he would be free from her cruelties. Death would free his soul. He would escape, Once and for all. He didn't notice a hand reach towards him in the water. Grabbing his collar, she hauled him back out just as he was about to drift off into unconsciousness. His body was limp, but alive.

''You won't get such an easy death. So live...Until something more terrible doesn't take over your life'' She spoke, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face.