Red Midnight

""Dead." Was the clipped response. I fell to the floor. My body shook as I felt the true weight of my iniquity. It wasn't even Kyran, but I, who had caused this. I put my face in my hands despairingly. What had I done....poor Henry.....poor, poor, sweet Henry. My hair hung down, covering my face as tears filled my eyes, slipping down my cheeks. The floor was cold, hard, beneath me, and I deserved it. I deserved no comfort for my horridness.....my evil deed.... I was a monster.... I felt weak. Hands gently helped me up, and guided me to the bed. My body still responded willingly to his touch, desiring more. It angered me to feel so, it was he who had started all of this...."