the scream

This one is different... in response to some writing prompt about using so many words from your first sentence in the next, and the next, and the one after that until a story unfolds for itself. I had this dream years ago when I found myself on my own for the first time and coping with being a girl in this glittering world....


The scream came from all over, enveloping, surrounding, amplifying, throbbing its unyielding note from the base of my spine out through my fingertips and toes, shaking up my insides, stirring up all the hidden things so that all I could do was hang on to him for dear life before realizing the spread of heat beneath me, pouring out from inside me, was not me, but him. He too, unyielding, his fingers grasping, digging into the flesh of my hips as if holding on would staunch the flow, his eyes staring at me unbelieving, the heat beneath us spreading, surrounding, all encompassing. Neither one of us able to grasp what was happening, the screaming, the heat, the sticky wetness pouring out from inside of me onto his skin, into his lap, overflowing, unyielding, spreading beneath us, the once white bed sheets awash in a crimson tide. In horror I realize too late something has become unhinged, something has been broken, something long hidden inside has woken, it too, unyielding and without mercy. I struggle to push away as it is his turn to hold on to me for dear life, his scream yet unbroken, the sound past enveloping, now bordering on something unhinged. Then, just as suddenly as it began, it stops, no sound save the ringing in my ears, my whole body shaking, outside and in, as his hold is loosened and I fall back. I push backwards, pressing my back against the headboard, my hands and legs slick with blood, a scream lodged in my throat as I see the gaping hole between his legs, his life unstaunched, flowing freely, his weapon of choice disarmed, the sound of teeth snapping behind nether lips, my scream unhinged, released from my mouth.