Nightly Drives

Headlights cut through the thick darkness-

And crickets chirp their melodic songs-

Stars no longer shine, the city choked out their light long ago-

The same six songs play on repeat-
The familiar notes flitter by my ears-

And the sickeningly sweet smell of midnight slushies make my stomach churn-

Either side of the road is dark, unknown-

I wait in terrified patience for the darkness to consume my being-

"No fear" he whispered in a low rumble of Thunder and lightning-

Of course, fear could no longer describe my horror at that moment in time-

He chuckled beside me, a hiss of cold breath prickled my neck-

The stretch of road thinned to a single lane-

I was wondering just how long I would last without the light-

Just how long he would tease me with his favourite bait-

Fear-

He smells it, he loves it-
He NEEDS it-

Feeds off my claustrophobic state-
Like a leech-

So difficult to remove and too easy to find-

Oh please, just leave-
I know I was foolish, so stupid-

To even think, I could be free of him-

"No" He growled, angrily " you are mine, remember that"

Oh, I knew, and I remembered well-
After all, how was I to forget something that never left-

A yell in the distance, the sound snaps my head up-

My chest convulsed like a broken accordion, breath wasn't an accountable life source anymore-

My hands shook, and he grinned manically in the passenger seat-

"Mmm" came his razor like voice "don't you just smell like candy, so sweet my dear"

I pulled myself back into the chair, the radio had stopped playing-
Even the car was aware of his toxic presence-

"P...please go" I murmured in a vain attempt to make the situation better-

His eyes turned cold and his teeth sharp-

Hand drawn back, I flinched before the contact even came-

Screamed before the pain-

Let go of the wheel long before I realised he wasn't there-

But it was nice for a change, to finally know what was going to become of me-

This was the most productive night drive I've been on since he died-

And all I could think of, as the car sped towards a small patch of trees-

Was how I never seemed to make it out of town-

Just before he takes me down-

Along with him-