Skesh Ran into his house, quickly closing the Door. He was being followed by his- (friend? ex-friend? stalker?) For the past 6 blocks, slowly closing in. He lost her after a few blocks, well he thought he did.
He plopped down on the couch, worried of what to do next.
His best friend, fell in love with him. He told her that he didn't feel the same, but seems like no was not an answer. They used to hang out, have sleepovers, he even gave her a key-
Shit.
The door flew open.
"HA HA! SKESH MY LORD AND SAVIOUR!" Quack walked in the room, yelling with her hands in the air.
"FUCK OFF. I never want to see you again." After seeing his last friend in the hospital, with Quack almost killing her, he never wanted to talk to her.
'Please Skesh, I'm sorry!" She pleaded
"No, get out and give me my key!" Skesh yelled back, getting up. He was afraid of what she would do.
"Come on Skesh! Te amo!" She said with a smile.
"STOP SAYING YOU LOVE ME!" Skesh picked up his phone. "It is NOT returned and I won't return it any time soon" Skesh started to dial the police.
"THAT'S NOT GONNA STOP ME!" Quack Jumped on him, knocking the phone out of his hand.
Skesh tried to move his arms to hit her, but they were pinned down and she was too strong.
"Skeshy, I love you."
"And there's nothing you can do about it." She said with a malicious tone.
"FUCK YOU QUACK!" Skesh hit her in the stomach, but he wasn't strong enough to make her fall.
Her eyes filled with rage.
(Bouta make a yandere simulator reference-)
"If I can't have you.." She got stood up.
Skesh stayed on the ground, paralyzed with fear.
"NO ONE CAN!" She stomped on his stomach, making him cough up blood.
"Q-quack please-" She grabbed his wrist, dragging him into the kitchen. Blood trailed behind him like snail trails.
She grabbed a knife. "I'm sorry Skeshy.. but this is your fault."
She stabbed him in the chest.
He died instantly.
She then cut him up and cooked him, after so went to Ivys' house.
Ivy opened the door. "Hi Quack, what did you bring?" Pointing at the pot.
"Oh, just some food for you!"
Author side not(noot): Katana is out marrying her katana, good for her-
