Two shots rang through the air, then two thuds. My hands reach for my lover, and then I see it. A bullet hole lodged between his unseeing eyes. I do not want to live in a world where he is not. I'm surely bleeding out... My eyes feel heavy...
Red...
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⚠️I'm gonna have to put a trigger warning on this one⚠️🫣 ~~~~~~~~~ Alastor walked Y/N home that night with the intention of asking her to be his, but it seems she was ahead of him on that. They stand on the old, creaky wooden porch with nothing but a lamp's glow shining down upon them. He clears his throat, taking a deep breath right at she began to speak.
"Alastor-"
"Y/N-" they both spat at the same time before laughing at each other awkwardly.
"You go first, dear." Alastor took her hand in his own, his question could wait. Y/n anxiously looked down at her feet before a burst of courage shoots through her.
"Do you suppose we are in a relationship now? Or 'courting'? If you aren't ready then-" He cuts her off, practically jumping into her face and smashing his lips into hers in a very awkward first kiss. She sits stunned at first, but soon melts into the kiss. Shocks were sent throughout both of their body's as their lips fit together like puzzle pieces. Y/N wraps her arms around his slender neck, deepening their kiss. Alastor is the first to move away, the widest grin plastered on his face.
Their faces matched in hue as they go to hug each other.
"You have no clue how ecstatic you've made me, Y/N. You are truly one of a kind, dear. I hope I make you feel a slight sliver of what you've made me feel."
~~~~~Y/N~~~~~ A breeze ruffles my skirt and hair, causing a slight shiver of coolness and excitement to course through my veins. It's been 2 years since we decided to become a couple, on the dot. I had something magnificent planned for our anniversary, even though Alastor had plans for the weekend, and now, here I am, making my way through the woods. The canopy of trees shroud the fading light, making the newly orange leaves create a beautiful cast of light reflecting onto the beaten path. A small basket of gifts and small foods is secured safely around my small, but strong arms. The leaves and twigs crunch under my sister's nude colored flats, making me jump every time a snap reaches my ears. By the time I reach Alastor's it's nearly pitch black outside.
I hope he doesn't shoot me thinking I'm an intruder.
The beautiful older home I had seen and been in a couple times, and it would never cease to amaze me how ominous, but graceful the building is. A foul stench catches me off guard, making me halt. The smell of fresh blood and metal.
He probably went deer hunting again... Don't overthink it.
I slowly make my way up the stairs, the smell only getting stronger.
I'm gonna be sick.
My shaky hand reaches up and knocks on the door, three loud echos follow. The sounds of falling objects and a string of curses could be heard through the door. My lips press together in fear.
