Love Unspoken

"You think we're still stuck in the valley? You think I'm scared of you? Look at you, all weak and sickly. I could take you out easy, and you still got the nerve to choke me," she snapped, giving Landon a smack on the head. The slap landed right on top of Landon's head, and he just froze, forgetting the pain for a second.

He stared at Abigail, his face going from shock to confusion, then to anger, and finally to pure rage. You could see every emotion in his eyes, clear as day.

Abigail was pissed too. To her, Landon was like a toothless tiger-scary to look at, but not really dangerous.

She'd been with him these past few days, so she knew his condition better than anyone.

Abigail had pushed his buttons just right. In that moment, thoughts of Alexander and revenge flew out of his mind. He had one thing on his mind: kill Abigail!

In the next second, he exploded with a strength she didn't expect, grabbing her by the collar and slamming her to the ground.

Abigail was shocked by his sudden burst of power as his fingers wrapped around her neck again. She tried to pull her usual trick, but before she could move, he had her pinned down.

She reached out with her left hand, but he caught it mid-air, pinning both her hands above her head and freeing one hand to choke her.

He used all his strength, nearly crushing her neck.

The flames from the nearby fire flickered, reflecting in Landon's murderous eyes, which were cold and terrifying.

The feeling of suffocation hit her hard, and Abigail instinctively struggled.

She never thought Landon would be so desperate to kill her.

She tried to speak, but only broken sounds came out.

This time, Abigail was closer to death than ever before. She stared into Landon's cold eyes, realizing just how heartless he was. He was a demon.

Her vision started to blur, and she stopped struggling, her empty eyes fixed on his face.

Images of her parents flashed through her mind. She regretted not having the chance to say any last words.

She wondered if, when her body was found and reported in the news, they would pixelate her face.

Her mind was filled with random thoughts. Eventually, she couldn't think at all, her mind going blank.

But then, the pressure on her neck suddenly eased.

Landon finally let her go.

He weakly fell back, sitting on the ground, staring at the flickering flames, and closed his eyes in exhaustion.

Abigail's eyes snapped open, and she gasped for air, coughing uncontrollably from the rapid breaths.

She curled up into a ball, coughing for a long time before she could barely catch her breath.

It took a while for her to recover somewhat. Though still very tired, she reached for a stone beside her and gripped it tightly.

She stared intently at Landon, her chest filled with a burning desire to kill.

She forced herself to stand up, her eyes catching sight of the blood-stained clothes he wore, knowing he had completely lost his ability to fight. This time, she didn't hold back. She raised the stone in her hand, ready to strike.

"Just go," Landon said, his voice barely a whisper.

Abigail paused, her hand frozen in mid-air, unsure whether to lower it or bring it down.

"What did you say?" she asked, surprised.