The wind is rushing past my ears. The multiplying scratches on my arms, legs, everywhere, sting like a million knives. All my eyes can see is the red, yellow, orange, gold of a thousand leaves on a thousand branches and I can feel a throbbing in my feet, pounding and pounding and never stopping on the ground.
He has to be here somewhere. He has to be. If I just keep going I'll find him. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. May- no. NO NO NO NO NO! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!? WHY ARE YOU RUNNING!? STOP! WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME!? DON'T YOU LOVE ME? DON'T YOU WANT TO BE WITH ME FOREVER?
I have to run faster. I have to get to him. He is going to love me. And if anyone gets in the way I will rip them apart limb by limb until there is nothing between me and him.
BUT WHAT IF HE NEVER LOVES YOU?
What?
My feet slow to a stand still and I watch as he runs away. Out of the woods, to the highway where he'll get a ride and find someone else to love. I never thought of that. What if he never loves me? What would happen? What would I do? After a moment, the answer is obvious. If I can't have him, no one can.
Slowly, oh so, slowly, I reach into the waistband on the back of my classic blue jeans. My hand grips the cold hunk metal stashed there. Pulling the sleek handgun out, I point it at the back of his beautiful blond head as it twists to look back at me. His bright mismatched eyes going wide......
Bang.
This is my first time posting something so anything I might have messed up on, please mention! I hope you have a good day!
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Really short horror-ish stories
HorrorGore Weapons (might add more as I write more) This is literally just going to be some really short horror stories.
