Charles POV:
Whit and I lied on my bed, his head on my stomach. I intertwined my fingers into his soft bleached hair. "I love you, Cha-Cha.." Whit said, calling me his favorite nickname. "I love you too, Whit.." I say, feeling bliss while laying down.
Whit is the love of my life. I wouldn't be the same without him. He helped me evolve into a better person. He's the reason why I'm more considerate and aware of others' emotions. I don't know what I'd do without Whit.
"Hey, Whit?" I ask. "Yeah?" He replies, a slight yawn escaping his mouth. He was getting tired. "Can we promise that we won't turn our backs on each other..?" "Of course...! I love you." He kept yawning. He then fell asleep. I should head back to my dorm. I stand up and tuck Whit into the bed. I then made my way out of the dorm, closing and locking the door behind me so nobody can sneak into Whit's room and commit a murder.
I head back to my dorm and enter the room. I close and lock the door and then get changed into my pajamas. After I get changed, I get into my bed. I then drift asleep.
Only later was when I felt something go into my back and a cold rush flow in my shirt. I look down to see bright red fluids. Blood. A knife..? I went unconscious.
LEAVING YALL ON A CLIFFHANGER LMAO
Happy birthday to the lying, manipulative, scumbaggy piece of *shit* I guess.
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FanfictionWhit Young and Charles Curvas made the mistake of dating during a killing game. What happens to this happy couple...?
