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𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘵? - 𝘓𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴

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!Mentions of Murder !Luke and Y/N aren't law abiding citizens AT ALL (Luke might be more crazy and manipulative tho)
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ.......ᴍɪsʟᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ...ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ :)

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"Help....Help me please!!!" The girl cried and screamed at the top of her lungs, her echoes filling the abandoned warehouse. She moves vigorously in the chair in which she is tied to and for the millionth time there is no hope to escape.

She hears the laughs of whom she thought was her kidnappers becoming louder and closer and tries to swivel the chair in the direction of the maniacal laughs.

The footsteps grow closer and closer until two figures are visible in the dimly lit building. She lets out a sigh of relief as she finally sees two familiar faces.

"Oh thank God!! Y/N...Luke help me!!" Her pleads echo.

"My my...look at you. I don't think I've ever seen you this distraught before."  She looks up at her ex best friend in confusion.

"W-What are you talking about Y/N...now is not the time! Help me damnit!" She growls.

"Oh but it is the time Myah, I made sure we had plenty of time and privacy by bringing you here. How considerate right?"  Y/N giggles as she walks to  Myah and grabs her chin firmly with her black stiletto manicured hand.

Myah's face contorts into a horrified expression.

"Y-you brought me here!!! What kind of fucking cruel joke!! This isn't funny Y/N! Luke please tell her this is wrong!!!" She wailed.

To her dismay, Luke laughed and shook his head, "It was actually my idea Myah. Nice attempt though."

As if she couldn't get any louder, Myah let a scream at the top of her lungs, "You bitch!!!!".

"Ouch, I've heard that one before but you said it with your chest. How pathetic though. You know why you're here and you have yet to apologize." Y/N tsked in disappointment.

"I guess we've wasted enough time then baby, let's put her in the box." Luke chimed as he made his way to his girlfriend, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

Myah's eyes bulged in fear, "Box? Please Y/N I'm so sorry I- I don't know what I did but I'm sorry. I didn't want us to stop being friends!! We can be friends again I thought we just parted ways due to busy schedules!! I'm so sorry. Oh God please! Please!"

At this point Myah was hysterically crying and screaming. All this did was make Luke roll his eyes and pray that Y/N let's him shut her up the way he planned to from the beginning.

"Baby....please hurry up here. Say what you gotta say so I can shut this bitch up for good."

"Ugh Myah shut the fuck up!!! You're annoying the both of us and you're a damn lie! You know damn well we're not friends anymore because you're a good for nothing bitch!!! Trying to make moves on my boyfriend and trying to get me to cheat so you can steal him?! You thought my man wouldn't tell me how you tried to fuck him while I was working? You're a pathetic hoe and I hope you're not claustrophobic bitch."

Y/N cackles maniacally as she watches Myah continue to cry. She nods her head at Luke and he pulls a 4x11 wooden box towards the chair. Y/N watches Luke rip the ropes holding Myah and then manhandles her into the wooden box, kind of struggling to close the latch and secure it with a lock.

"Baby will it fit?" Y/N asked worriedly.

"Trust me it'll fit baby" Luke reassured.

Myah screams, cries, punches the box, hell...everything she can do to make noise and possibly escape but deep down she knows there is no hope. She knows she fucked up but she had no clue the model couple was like this, these two were complete maniacs.

Exhaustion took over her as Luke close the box after successfully cramming her into it. She felt herself being lifted inside the tight space. She was hyperventilating and beyond shock....this was it, the end of her life.

Lucas and Y/N dropped the box on the abandoned dock and made their way to a rusty anchor with the chain. Luke pulled the anchor as Y/N made sure the chain was secured to the box and the latch.

"You ready?" Luke smirked.

"More than ready." Y/N smiled at him.

The two looked at each other once more before pushing both the anchor and the box into the cold roaring water with a large splash.

Myah gasped as water filled the box and her lungs rapidly. She struggled for a good 2 minutes before her exasperating cries and previous fights to escape caught up with her and she became still in the box, floating to the bottom of the ocean....wherever that may be.

Luke and Y/N sighed simultaneously before approaching each other to share a heated kiss of relief and satisfaction.

"Fuck you really are daddy's little girl. You really would kill for me." Luke groaned.

"Of course daddy, I'd do anything for you." Y/N whispered as she pecked his lips a few more times.

"Oh yeah?.....then...let's move. Far away. Where no one can find us so I don't have to go through this bullshit again with your dumb ass friends and even some of your family. They're preventing us from having the perfect relationship that we deserve....that you deserve."

"W-what?" Y/N's smile dropped for a second.

"Baby. Remember who helped you get that job you wanted and got rid of that piece of shit ex boyfriend and continues to love you unconditionally unlike your parents and family members that always have dumb ass excuse to not visit you. Remember I'm the only one who loves you more than all of them combined. Right?" Luke held Y/N tight and whispered in her ear.

"Right." Y/N repeated almost robotically. It was true, but she didn't like it. Or maybe it wasn't true but she was just in too deep to deny or defy Luke.

"Glad we're on the same page babygirl......

I thought I'd just have to get rid of them one by one instead."

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴛʀᴀsʜʏ ɪᴍᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ϙᴜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ.