Until Death Do Us Part

Chapter 5

(Bill pov)

Once back in the library, I angrily shove him against the nearest bookshelf. He catches himself on the shelf before turning to me.

"You fucking asshole! You lied to me! All just to get back to that bitch!"

"Don't call her that!" I grab the nearest book, throwing at him. He barely manages to dodge it.

"You tricked me to get back to a side piece!"

"Don't you get it? She isn't a side piece, she is going to be my bride! The only person that doesn't fit in this equation is you!"

I lunge at him but he manages to dodge me. Turning back I trip over a stack of books. I look up at him and from his expression I realize that my eyepatch fell off. I look away, quickly putting a hand over my right eye socket. I get up to my feet as he picks my eyepatch up from the ground. I snatch it out of his hands putting it back on.

"You married me. Not her, me."

"I'm sorry, Bill, I really am. But you have to know that this could never work."

"Why? Because of this?" I point to my eye socket.

"No. That has nothing to do with this. I mean.....maybe in another time it could have worked....but you're dead. I'm still alive. Something like that, thinking that we could be together, it's nothing more than a fantasy."

"Then why didn't you think of that before saying your vows and marrying me?"

"Why can't you understand I didn't mean to? I was just practicing my vows to Pacifica. I didn't even know about you. Putting that ring on your finger was nothing more than just a stupid mistake. I would never marry someone like you."

Those words hurt more than the knife that ended my life. I shove past him as I storm out of there.

I walk the countless alleys, getting to my one room living space. I sit on my bed, angrily ripping off my eyepatch and throwing it across the room. How could he? Why is it that no matter how hard I try, all the people I end up falling in love with betray me in the end? What the fuck is so wrong with me?

"Forget him, he's not worth the tears, darling." I look down at my hand, a black widow crawling on it.

"I can't possibly compete with that woman. She's got everything that I don't, everything that he wants. "

"You have something that she doesn't. A wonderful personality."

"Bullshit."

"What does that wispy little brat have that you don't have double?
She can't hold a candle to the beauty of your smile"

"How about a pulse?"

"Overrated by a mile
Overfed
Overblown
If he only knew the you that we know

And that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring
And she doesn't play piano
Or dance
Or sing
No she doesn't compare"

"But she stille breathes air."

"Who cares?
Unimportant
Overrated
Overblown

If only he could see
How special you can be
If he only knew the you that we know"

I shake her off as I get up walking to my door. I lean against it as I slide to the ground.

"If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
If you cut me with a knife it's still the same
And I know her heart is beating
And I know that I am dead
Yet the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
It seems that I still have a tear to shed" She hangs on a strand of web right in front of my face.

"The sure redeeming feature
From that little creature
Is that she's alive
Overrated
Overblown
Everybody know that's just a temporary state
Which is cured very quickly when we meet our fate

Who cares?
Unimportant
Overrated
Overblown
If only he could see
How special you can be
If he only knew the you that we know"

I stand up walking back to my bed, laying down.

"If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the sun it's all the same
Yet I feel my heart is aching
Though it doesn't beat it's breaking
And the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
I know that I am dead
Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed"

I turn on my side facing the wall as I feel the tears spill down my cheek.

.............................................

I hug my arms to myself as the cold night air blows over me. I check the time on my father's pocket watch. He's over an hour late. Where on earth could he be? Did he change his mind? If he did, then he would have told me.

He woldn't change his mind. No, he loves me. And he hasn't felt love like this since his wife died. The only person he opened up to since was some bitch who broke his heart a long time ago. But I love him more than anything. I've never loved anyone like this in my entire life. I don't care if my parents don't approve of him, I know that he's the one for me.

Reaching into my pocket, I make sure that the bag of jewels and wad of cash I stole from my mother is still there. I feel bad about stealing from them but it's the only way that we will ever be happy.

Hearing a sound behind me, I turn around expecting to see him. A knife is plunged into my eye and ripped out. I fall on my back on the ground, cluching my eye and screaming in pain.

A dark figure stands over me, blood dripping from the knife. The moonlight lights up his face. My blood goes cold seeing it's him. No no no, he couldn't....he wouldn't....why would he do this to me?

He lunges at me and the knife plunges into my stomach. One hand grabs at his arm, trying to take the knife out of me. My other hand claws at his right eye. I hear him cry out in pain before he takes the knife out stabbing me over and over and over again.

I cough up blood as I feel my body growing weaker. It hurts to even breath the slightest. My arms fall onto the ground limp. He pulls the knife out of my side. I feel him take my father's ring from my finger and rip the pocket watch from my suit pocket. I feel him reach into my pants pockets and pull out the bag of jewels and cash.

He doesn't even look at me again. Once he pockets everything he runs off. I look up at the moonlight, hearing wolves howling in the distance.