Fiery Little Thing

by Avina St. Graves

“When he was seven, he tried gifting me a bat to fight off the other boys at school. To this day, he’s still handing me bats.” She chuckles, shaking her head. “That’s a true man; the one who sits back and watches their woman raise hell.” She points at my face. “You make sure you keep him.”

“Were you a hell-raiser, Sue?” She winks. “Bats are child’s play, love. I’ve got a shotgun if you want to see what real power looks like.

“Blaze. I’d leave everything behind just to be with you. I have, and I’d do it again. I loved you when we were kids. I loved you when you framed me. I loved you nine days ago. And I love you now. Nothing is going to change that. As long as you’re there, I will always be alright.”

He controlled me. Tormented me. Manipulated me. Abused me. When he reaches death’s door tonight, he can tell them that he created the weapon that caused his own death. After all, I’m the demon he made me to be.

“You think I need fixing. You think I’m crazy. You think I’m fucked in the head. Maybe you’re the problem.”