Deathly love

Chapter 22

Derek Shepherd

"Charles" I fake a large smile grabbing a beer and tossing it to him.

He caught it and opened it right away. I take him outside and I start a fire. "Bonfire?" he asks.

"Yeah" I force a chuckle out of me.

He sits down in a chair and I drag out a cooler with a bunch of beer inside. "Want some food?" I ask.

"I'm good, but I do need to use the bathroom, also is Mer home?" he asks.

"She's sleeping, pregnancy is exhausting" I say eyeing him carefully.

"Oh yes the wonders of being pregnant" he chuckles and I chuckled with him, with force obviously.

He started to walk to the house and I spiked his drink as he walked away. I caught up to him though because I was not going to let him out of my sight.

He walks into the bathroom and I walk to the kitchen so he can't see me when he gets out but I can see him and if he tries to get upstairs by Meredith.

I hear the door slowly open and I watch intently. I watch him approach the stairs and I walk out of the kitchen with my beer in my hand. "Ready to go back out?" I ask putting my hand in his shoulder as he jumps slightly.

"Uh yeah" he nods and I grin before taking him back outside.

We sit down at the fire and I watch as he takes a drink of the beer and I smile softly. Soon enough he is talking random crap and can barely keep his eyes open. The next thing I know he is passed out cold.

I smile and pick him up throwing him in the back of the truck. I get to the spot were I haven't been in a good while and I take the tarp off. I lay him out and grab my axe and take a swing at his wrist chopping his hand of. I take a knife and stab his just making his heart stop.

I start throwing the dismembered body pieces to burn them as I cut them off chunks by chunks, he is a fucking bitch that's what he is and this is what he deserves. Hurting a pregnant lady what was he thinking messing with a pregnant lady especially Meredith in this case.

When I finish up I hide the evidence and then make my way back home. I take a shower because well I just killed a guy and I have blood on me.

After my shower I walk into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. Meredith turns on her lamp and gets up from bed. She turns on the light and walks over to me.

"Meredith I'm soaked" I chuckle.

"Shh I don't care" she murmurs.

"Yes you do, why are you up sweetie?" I ask.

"Pregnancy keeps a woman up" she sighs.

"I'm sorry, are you uncomfortable?" I ask.

"I need to pee and I have nausea" she says not letting go of me.

"Go pee and I'll get dried off" I whisper.

"Only boxers don't wear anything else" she says and I nod.

She walks away and I dry off and throw on a pair of boxers.  I love my pregnant fiancé so damn much.

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There he dead

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