Away

Chapter 2

~Darius~
I followed the boy.

First he dropped her off,and then he went back to his own home.

Later into the night,when the streetlights turned on and the sun went down,the boy came out and got into his car.

He drove away,and I continued after him.

The both of us wove through traffic and went down long streets. Not once did I let him get too far ahead of me.

I'm not sure if he even noticed my presence.

I pursued him until he stopped in front of a large,bright building.

Loud music could be heard. Typical of dirty clubs like this one.

I sat in the front seat of my car and waited.

Hours went by,and I sat patiently across the street from the club's entrance,violent scenarios playing in my head.

Should I just shoot him?
Should I stab him and then cut him into little pieces?
Should I chop off his head and hang it up for the whole city to see?
He shouldn't have touched my precious little girl.

He would take away her love,her purity,her innocence,special things that were reserved just for me.

He took a long time. I bet he was in that club with a dirty slut.

He would break my darling's pure heart. If I killed him,I would be doing her a favor.

He exited the building the drunken mess.
He stumbled across the street towards me. I'm assuming he was planning on driving home.

I wasn't going to let him kill himself like that.

No,his death would be bloody and devastating.

I quickly got out of my car and went after him.

In my back pockets,there were two things,and serrated cutting knife and a pistol.

I was planning on using both.

"Hey!" I yelled out. My voice startled him.
A sinister smile made it's way onto my face.

"W-What do you want?" He slurred,leaning his shoulder against the wall of the alley we had entered.

I pushed his other shoulder,pushing him back against the wall.

"The fu-"He exclaimed,but my hand was over his mouth before he could finish his sentence.

"Shut the fuck up." I hissed at him. He shrunk under my gaze.

Suddenly,he lashed out and slapped me across the face.

I shoved him back against the wall and kicked him in the stomach.

He crumbled to the ground,hands clutching his injured torso.

"You fucking piece of shit!" I seethed, "You don't deserve Aspen!"

I aimed my pistol at his head,and prepared to pull the trigger.

There were too many people around. I couldn't risk someone hearing the shot.

So instead,I took out my knife.

The silver blade glinted in the light from the club across the street.

"N-No!" He yelled.

"Shut up!"

I shoved his head up with my left hand and fumbled with the knife in my right.
In one quick,swift motion,I left a gash through his exposed throat.

The blood ran down my hands as his body fell to the ground.

I was still angry.

I kicked his dead body.

"Piece of shit!" I screamed.
"She is mine! Mine!"
• • • • • • • • • •
I stood in my closet,looking at all of the pictures I had printed of Aspen's angelic face.

Some of them had been taken from her various social media accounts (all of which I monitored daily),whereas others I had taken myself on my various outings during which I followed her.

My bloodied fingers ran over a picture she had taken of herself and posted to her Instagram.

Her eyes were the main focus of the picture,bright and intense.

I loved her so much.

"Aspen, I love you," I whispered to the photo.

If only she could actually hear me.