V - The Dream

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"Stop this, Dean. I know there's still kindness in your heart. Please, stop this, I'm begging you." -Mysterious Person

"You, begging. Haha! I would like to hear that again. Beg. Now."

"Please, Dean. I beg you." He said while sitting in the chair. Tied on his hands and feet.

"Well, I'm not impressed. Too bad, you begging is such a rare occasion here. Or should I ask this. Have you prepared your funeral?"

"Have mercy on me, Dean. Please. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. Just.... Don't do this. It's... It's not... You."

"You don't deserve to be pitied."

I marched towards him and did something horrible.

I woke up suddenly. Breathing heavily. All sweaty, even though it's cold. I sit up properly on the trunk, remembering I was still here, in my haven. Then again it was all just a dream.

I don't want to remember what I did to him.

Remember, I didn't get bullied in school. But that was when I was in elementary. It was when I was in high school. He did everything to make me miserable. Made me do his homework. His projects. I did it all. Just for my sake because I know what he can do to me. And for that I didn't finish high school 'cause of him and which made my anger uncontrollable.

So then, I kidnapped him. Wanting to kill him for all what he has done to me.

I did it.

Few months passed. I realized killing him was no good. But I had done it already. It's too late.

I hadn't notice tears were forming in my eyes. I didn't brush it off. I wanna cry this time.

It's been so long since I cried. I let it all out. Feeling guilt, sadness, and happiness at the same time.

I am happy because I am free now. Guilty because of what I did. Sad because of what I'm thinking.

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A/N:
Hey, a short chapter. I know. I've been lazy this past few days, so yeah. Hope ya liked this chapter.

Thnx

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