My world had fallen down.

I was falling.

I could physically feel the gravity around me, pulling me closer to the distant ground, if there was one, demanding my defeat, my surrender.

Sweet, sweet surrender.

No. It wasn't supposed to work this way.

It wasn't fair!

But what was the point in resisting anymore?

Why did I want to resist, still?

There was no escape from this.

There was no place to run to anymore.

'No.' The voice in the back of my head pleaded. 'Don't give up. You can't give up. You can't!'

"Sarah." An outside voice crooned my name, sing-songed it, illustrated it with a dark longing. "Sarah, why are you fighting me? Just give in, darling, and save yourself from this struggle."

'Don't listen! Don't listen to him!'

"Sarah. Sarah, love, you cannot get away from me this time. You can never get away from me again. You're mine, Sarah." The voice purred. Where was it coming from?

I reached up, as if hoping something would catch me and pull me back up.

I didn't want to fall, I didn't.

It was going on for forever, no end in sight.

"No!" I screamed, looking down. Darkness, just darkness. It was creeping more steadily around me now, engulfing my bright glow. "You can't have me! You can't have my light!"

"Ah, but I already do, Sarah."

"No!" I shrieked again, choking on a dry sob. I didn't belong to him, I didn't! He was wrong!

"Yes, love. You know it to be true. So why must you fight so? Just give in to me, Sarah, and I will make the darkness go away."

But I knew that once, if I gave in, the darkness would never go away.

I couldn't see anything now but the dim shimmer around myself, defending myself against the black.

I was losing. I couldn't fight the dark.

'No, Sarah, No! Don't lose hope!'

Hope? Hope was long gone.

I had no hope now.

All I had to do was say those two little words that would save me from this eternal hole, this personal hell.

"I'm… yours."

My light was out completely, stolen from me.

The words could barely escape my numb lips.

My inner voice groaned in disbelief.

Dark laughter filled my ears as my falling slowed.

The black did not lift.

I fell like a feather in the wind, gently rocking back in forth in the air, until I landed in a strong pair of arms.

As they tightened around me, I could feel the vibrations of my captor's chuckles and the pleasured growl that came from the back of his throat.

He tucked my head under his own, gently but firmly using his chin to guide me there. I cowered in his grip, shutting my eyes closed as he uttered but one possessive word:

"Mine."

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