The Prey

The water swallowed me whole. My lungs screamed for air, but I only sank deeper, the surface above grew more distant, blurry, like a half-forgotten dream.

This was it. This was how it’d end.

You destroyed my life. Had I screamed those words at Judas or myself?

And I wanted to know why. What a cruel question to ask when the answer wouldn’t save me. The truth wouldn’t fix this. Nothing could.

I was drowning, but it wasn’t the water that killed me. No, I’d been drowning long before this. Drowning in his words. His touch. His lies. Judas wasn’t just my nightmare. He was the noose around...