Fearful

I see red paint on my hands. Not a big shock, I use red paint a lot because it adds vibrancy and heat to a painting. But this paint didn't look right, it was too dark.... It was too thin. I gagged, it was blood. To escape the feeling of sickness I looked up, I saw nothing but black. But somehow I saw a flashlight next to me. I picked it up, clicked it on, and sweeped it around the room. I saw blank walls, they weren't white, or any other bland color, they were just there. I looked towards the floor, nothing special, just a floor... But then why did I feel a sense of impending doom? I looked around the entire room once more, and in my own handwriting were the words, "You are Next"
Unable to speak or scream or even move I let the flashlight slip from my fingers to my lap, I wordlessly open my mouth in a scream of terror and pain and cover my face with my bloodied hands. I finally scream as loud as I can, "Leave me ALONE!!" I hear a bone chilling, merciless laugh from behind me, "I will never leave you alone... For what do you have if you lack me? Hmm? You are nothing, worthless in my eyes, only a form of cheap and lackluster entertainment that I can easily find elsewhere."
The words were spoken without feeling and without emotion but each syllable struck me with the weight and strength of a hundred men. I was worthless, the blood on my hands was from my own selfish need to feel some sensory feedback from my own body. This monster was destroying me from the inside, I had to get it out, I had to carve it out of my body, I couldn't let this thing fester and grow inside of me any longer. It had to be removed.
I reached for the knife laying where the flashlight had been, the monster sighed and moaned softly, "Now release me from this weak jail, release me and I shall end your misery. I will let you die, I will let you diminish, to pass out of this life and into a much better, much happier life... But only if you can get me out... Try your hardest..." The monster whispered his sedective and tantalizing lies into my ear, he made it feel like I could escape, that this was only a nightmare and through my tries to cut him out of my soul he would be gone forever... The pain would only last a moment, it would all be over soon, I knew how to get him out....
It burned I had never felt pain like this ever before, fresh blood mixed with the old as I threw the knife down at the feet of my tormentor. He just laughed at my pathetic whimpers as my skin crawled and seared. "You FOOL! There is no way to be rid of me!" He cackled and enjoyed my fresh waves of misery as they tainted the room red with blood. I gasped and tried to control myself, and unable to do it myself any longer I screamed, "Will ANYONE help me!? ANYONE?!!" I felt the very skin of my throat rip under the strained power of my cries for a Saviour to come down into my hell and battle this demon that possessed my heart and my mind through a mirror. "No one will save you, for you are worth nothing, you are not worthy to be loved by anyone, not worthy to be cared for, not worthy to be adored by anything, nevermind an actual human! What human could love a creature as despicable as you! You are more haggard and ugly than the most beaten down abused crone!! You are about as beautiful as a starved dog! No one wants to see your ribs! No one wants to be reminded that there is still SCUM like YOU in the gutters beside the streets! NO ONE WANTS YOU!!!" He screams in my face, spit burning my face. I let myself be picked up, then thrown back to the ground.
"She has worth to me. She is worth more than her weight in rubies. She is worth so much to me I come to fight for her... And I shall win for her soul. I died for her eterenal Salvation. BEGONE! I will burn you from her soul with the Holy Fires of Heaven above and banish you to the rotting flames of Hell below!!"
I couldn't see, but there was a pure, dull, empty-yet-filled ache in my heart. I opened my eyes, I saw pure gold all around me, and two gates each carved from a single pearl, "All of this I would give away, just to save you. Because I love you so much, I will never let you go..." The voice was soft, and I felt for the first time, that I was a part of something worthwhile.

Inspired by one of my friend's stories that gave me chills, I had to write something equally chilling.