chapter 19?? // the aftermath

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a/n
credits to @-little_bunny- for giving me the idea to write the aftermath of y/n's death. thank you so much for the kind & supportive comments! i really love seeing that you guys enjoyed this book even though i wrote it a while ago :) the book is almost at 10k and i couldn't be happier.. thank you to everyone who comments, votes, and just reads in general! :)

This may be the BIGGEST tw i've ever had to mention. A whole lotta gore and death so please read at your own risk ⚠️


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footsteps..

The incredibly irritating sound of heels clicking up from the stair way.

It's making me go crazy. Or crazier?

click

click

... click

Im down on my knees contemplating what I should do. I killed y/n. I killed my one and only. But we'll meet again soon... right?

".. Hawks? What the FUCK did you do with y/n?" A trembling voice screams from behind me. I slowly turn my head around with the same devilish grin planted on my face.

"TELL ME WHAT THE HELL YOU DID!" Mirko shouts while sneakily changing her stance. She's getting ready to attack me. I weakly stand up from my shaky knees. Damn that slut really put up one hell of a fight.

"Looks like the little rabbit bitch is here to save poor little y/n? Well guess what? Y/N DOESNT CARE ABOUT YOU. THEYRE DEAD BECAUSE THEY LOVE ME. AND WE'LL SOON BE TOGETHER" I spat.

Rumi's hands start to quiver violently and her head slightly tilts to the side. "I'm finished with your shit, Takami. I TRUSTED you with y/n and YOU FUCKING KILLED THEM. FOR WHAT? FOR YOUR GODDAMN SAKE? YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF SOMEONE COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS AND WHAT? FUCKING KILLED THEM?" She screeched at me while pulling out her dumb little pocket knife.

Like that shit will do her any good.

i'll just have to fucking kill her too

Mirko starts to charge towards me in a hurry to get me in a vulnerable position. Now, is an animal like her able to beat someone like me? Absolutely not.

I don't wanna kill her. No, not quite yet. I want to play with her, I cant let a bunny get in the way of my y/n.

I quickly move my leg in attempt to trip the son of a bitch. But she just jumped like a little pussy would.

"Ohhhh Rumi! You know, I don't like whores like you get in the way with my relationship, rightttttt?" I chuckle

"Y/N IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU. YOURE A MURDERER AND YOU DESERVE TO ROT IN HELL" she says in between sniffles.

I dramatically gasp and put my arm to my chest in a "shock."

"A murderer you say?"

I finally pin Mirko to the cemented floor with my feathers.

"Gotcha thot" I brag as I see Rumi struggling to get out of my feathers' grasp. It's no use! You're fucking dead. I stomp my foot on her chest and spit on her.

I kick her in the face as I find joy in the screeching noise coming from her mouth. Oh my! How it much hurt to be in her position.. but now is no time to empathize. Laughs are the only noise slipping from my mouth as I continuously meet my foot with her face.

Die

Just fucking DIE

A strange light shines in my eye from the opposite direction. Ah! The knife. The happiness inside me is almost pouring out. It'll finally be me and y/n. I blush as I pick up the small utensil and run it in between my fingers. How exciting!

I make my way back to Mirko in annoyance as she keeps kicking and screaming.

I place the tip of the knife in the flesh on her neck. Now, shes clenching her teeth and screaming much louder. 'Oh the amount of despair that her aura produces is so exciting.' Drool almost escapes from my mouth at my own words.

"One more word, and you're dead." I demand Mirko to quiet down. Though in truth, she's dead either way.

I slowly slice through her arm's skin just to watch her agony. I muffle her screams with her own hair to reduce the noise. I don't want to play anymore, i'm bored.

"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP" I scream and repeatedly stab her in the stomach. Over and over and over. I don't stop until her shrieking suddenly comes to a stop. I raise an eyebrow and check her pulse. Damn, I killed her. A shame, isn't it?

I drop the knife and laugh like a mad scientist. I'm so proud of myself. I've never felt better! Oh my dear. My dear, y/n.. We will meet very soon. So soon, my love.

I frantically pick my knife as the grin on my face grows wider. I lay on my back when rain starts trickling down from the sun setting sky. Placing the knife to my neck, I become teary eyed. "For my sweet, y/n. This is all for you." I say.

"We'll be together very soon. Just give me a couple of seconds, my love."


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The cold steel meets my own flesh. Blood getting washed away by the soon pouring rain. I start to gargle my own red liquid and shut my eyes.


And here I am..

One body on the ground beneath me and another at my side. I, myself am bleeding out from the neck. The stench of metal fills the air in a flash. Police and ambulance sirens are distant but can surely be heard from where I lie.

Now I'm slipping in and out of consciousness, on the ground, drowning in my own pool of blood in which I am swallowing. But in the end, this is all for you




..... My dear, y/n

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