He leaned towards me until our faces were an inch apart. I could feel his warm breath on my lips as he searched my eyes. His eyes were breathtaking, a tranquil pallid blue. He closed the inch and our lips met.
I felt a wave of static brush over me. Nothing I had ever experienced was like this moment. My hands reached to the back of his neck slowly; I tried to be gentle as I combed my fingers through his black locks.
He pulled away, and stared intently at my eyes. I could have never found a person in the world like Philip. His sensorial eyes looked into my soul, uncovering my deepest secrets. I looked away from his gaze and at the beautiful sunset.
Phillip had brought me to the lake and rented a canoe; it was my birthday and Phillip knew I wasn't the one to like parties, so instead a romantic evening had awaited me. Now that I was here, I wished that the sun would never go down, and I could stay here with him for eternity.
He brushed his fingers against my cheek; his touch empowered my body, making me feel like the sun.
I looked back to his calming eyes, and I could see by the expression on his face that he wished to say something, but was hesitant.
"What is it Phil?" I asked staring at his glowing lips.
He stared at me intently, making me shiver.
"I love you." Those simple three words made me jump inside. It was like my heart was blazing fire. He had never uncovered his true emotions towards me; he was as mysterious as the ocean; some things discovered, and a million untold.
I tried speaking, but my entire body was frozen.
He could see that I was speechless, so instead of talking, he did something else with his lips.
But then I heard something.
It sounded like someone drowning, and I could hear muffled whimpers. I unlocked our lips and looked out to the water.
I saw a figure, drowning.
"Phil!" I exclaimed "there's someone it the water! We have to help him!"
Phillip traced my glance, his eyes growing wider. He took the paddle that was resting on the floor of the canoe, and paddled towards the figure.
I kept watching as the person whimpered, I couldn't tell what he looked like, but as we came closer, I discovered it wasn't a person at all.
It was the biggest, darkest dog I had ever seen.
The canoe was feet away from the dog, and I reached to try and pull it away from the water. Phil was helping me as I got hold of its paws, and Phillip grabbed its back. The canoe was shaking and I tried balancing it by leaning a bit back, but I lost the grip of the dog. I quickly grasped its neck, and Phillip and I both heaved at once.
Finally after a few attempts we were lucky enough to get the dog onto the canoe. Phillip quickly paddled back to land as I checked the dogs pulse; it was slow, but still there.
I sighed, relived.
The dog's body was shivering, and I patted its belly. The creature was beautiful; it had short sleek black fur, and long lean legs.
"Is it breathing?" Phillip broke the silence as he concentrated on paddling.
"Yeah, but we need to get it to shelter."
I could see that Philip was nodding. We reached the deck moments later. Phillip and I both pulled the dog out of the canoe, and placed him on the deck. He was breathing faster now, and his pulse was okay. The dog scrambled to his feet, and now I could see its eyes.
They were glowing red, and now foam was forming around its mouth.
There was something wrong with the dog. And its low growl only proved me right. "Phillip..." I started. But it was too late; the dog plunged to his neck.
The next thing, I was witnessing Philip's neck being torn, blood splattering on my lips. His perfect face was now drenched in blood.
I couldn't help but scream.
The monstrous creature was now ripping Phillip's head apart, and I scrambled to the canoe. It was silly of me, but I didn't think the dog would risk getting into the water again.
I reached for the paddle and made my way to the middle of the lake.
The other side of the lake was covered in who-knows how many archers of forestry.
And the other side was the vicious dog, which was now decapitating my love. I stared in shock as the black demon's mouth as it was filled with blood. It was ripping the rest of Phillip's body apart and…eating him. I was sobbing as hard as my body would let me. I had no way out. It was now completely dark, and I could tell that the monster was still there by seeing his light reflecting eyes.
My body was exhausted, and my eyes felt as heavy as stones. I sobbed my way to slumber in an awkward position.
I was awoken by the cold water hitting my skin. I was searching for air menacingly. I could see the black figure close to me. My mouth breached to the surface and I gasped for air. My golden hair was drenched in icy water.
The dog was now on me, and I fought back, trying to keep it away from my neck.
Fear rushed through me, as I thought that my last moments were rushing by. I searched the water franticly, as I pushed the dog away.
There, floating on the water like a life saver was the paddle. I swam as fast as my weak body would let me until I got a hold of it. I watched as the dog came closer to me, and I positionedthe paddle.
But I was too late. The dog's teeth met my arm, and tore a piece of my skin right off my body; I started gushing blood. The water around me turned scarlet red. I was terrified, and my head was spinning.
The dog plunged once more, but this time the paddle gushed through his stomach. The dog whimpered loudly, before going still.
Once it was dead, it floated calmly atop of the water. I tried swimming back to the land but my body was weak, and I could feel the gravity pulling me down.
I stared at the sunrise, remembering what I didn't tell Phillip.
"I love you, too." Was all I said before water filled my lungs.
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