Your Boyfriend x Y/n A Drunk Mistake

Chapter Five

[Y/n]

Before I knew it my lunch break was over and I was standing at the front doors of the diner with Peter. 

"Ugh, I don't wanna go back in..." I whined. 

Peter laughed, gently nudging his arm against mine. "It might not be that bad. It's supposed to be slow for the rest of the day, right? Anyway, can I drive you home tonight? We can grab some food on the way?"

That sounds good, plus then I wouldn't have to walk. "Sure, thanks Peter. Pick me up at 6."

He nodded. Smiling sweetly before reaching over and pushing open the diner door for me. "I'm sure the rest of your day wont be bad. Try and enjoy it." 

I let out an exaggerated sigh but smiled back. "I'll try." I said and stepped inside. Sure enough the place was empty. The rest of today is going to take forever!

[Peter] Warning-Gore!

I closed the diner door behind Y/n and turned back towards my van, I had driven up here to meet Y/n for lunch and we had walked back to their apartment. I started the van and headed back towards Y/n's apartment. I parked the van out of view from Don's apartment, just in case he looks out the window and sees my van. I don't need him knowing I'm here right now. 

I stepped out of my van, walking around the building and taking the side entrance up so I don't pass Don's apartment when I go to Y/n's. Finally arriving at the door I knocked and waited for Lucy to answer. 

She finally did, looking a little pissed when she did, her anger dropping when realizing it was me. "Oh, I thought you were Kevin." She glanced down at her cellphone she was holding in her phone, probable waiting for a text. "He's supposed to be coming by."

"Oh good. Can I come in? I want to talk to him as well." I asked, motioning past her.

She nodded and pulled the door open, turning away from me and walking back towards the couch. "I'm pissed, who the hell does something like that?" She muttered, crossing her arms and flopping down on the couch. 

I nodded. "I know." I closed the door behind me. "It's pretty ridiculous. I can't believe he used lined paper." 

"He's a moron!" 

I chuckled and crossed my arms, well we can agree on something. 

Her phone chimed and she quickly stood up. "Bout time." She muttered, walking towards the center of the room she stopped and opened her phone up. She owned a different phone then the simple flip open ones me and Y/n had, she had a slide-out keyboard, and she quickly scanned the screen before closing the phone and turning back toward me. Not bothering to respond to Kevin. "He's here and on his way up."

"Good." I responded, walking into the kitchen and leaning on the counter. Next to the knife rack...

Lucy didn't seem to notice anything, she was busy anger pacing back and forth. 

Once her back was turned I grabbed a knife and hid it under the counter, she kept pacing. 

Good, she didn't notice.

I don't have much time so I need to work fast. 

I moved quick, running out of the kitchen and pulling the knife up high. Aiming straight for her throat. She didn't even have a chance to scream, a look of panic and gurgling as she tried to call for help. I had to make this look like domestics dispute though. I pulled the knife back out. plunging it into her stomach and chest multiple times. 

I stood up backing away from the body. Kevin will be here soon. I quickly backed myself into the corner behind the door, now I just have to wait for him. As expected he knocked on the door before opening it stepping inside. Already trying to talk himself out of this lie.