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𝐃꙰𝐀𝐘𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐓
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━━━━𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐃 the blood that was dripping from his face. He stared at the bloodied Misharron as she begged for mercy. It was the night of Halloween where everyone dressed up spooky. "P-please Von! I didn't fuck him!" Tears uncontrollably fell from her pitch red eyes. His dark orbs pierced through her fearful ones, his tongue softly moisturized his once dry plump lips. "I gave you a chance to prove to me that you were the one to help me through my darkest moments." He said harshly, his words drowning in venom.
"Everything I did for you. You gon' stab me in my fucking back then lie about it?" Von could feel his heartbeat slowing down within the minutes that passed by. He couldn't help but feel nausea enter his angered body. "I-i didn't do anything! Why do you always believe... everybody but me?" She stammered holding her fresh wound.
"I loved you so much." Dayvon could feel himself enter a state of devastation. How could the love of his life betray him?
Why would she do that to him?
After all they've been through. The crimes they committed together. The murder cases they both buried within the grounds of fresh soil. They were like Bonnie and Clyde but that all changed when Dayvon began having auditory hallucinations. He was going crazy and Asian was making it worse by doing spiteful shit.
"How could you do this to me?" He crounched down to Misharrons level as her breath shortened. Her guilty filled eyes sent Dayvon over the edge. Dayvon grabbed the dagger that was hiding in his pocket. He raised the sharp murder tool up to her pulsing neck and pressed the sharp blade against her chocolate skin. "Any last words baby?" He spoke so gently it made Misharron forget he was about to kill her.
"I love you." Her voice cracked, Dayvon chuckled dryly and began slowly slicing her head off her shoulders.
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━━━━𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃 on a sleeping Solange with tears flowing down his cheeks. After all these years, he realized that Misharron wasn't lying when she admitted to not cheating on him. Dayvon wanted to believe what he wanted too. Nobody could stop him from accepting the false truth, he was mentally not capable of fixing his severe condition.
"Von.. what's wrong?" Solange awoke feeling the droplets of his tears wet her chest. "Nothing go back to sleep." Dayvon picked his head from her chest and moved away from Solange. He sat up against the headboard and stared off into space. Solange got up and sat in front of him indian style, her eyes scanned his upper body. He was so beautifully built, everything about him was beauitful.
"Talk to me... please.." Solange removed her eyes off of his body and looked him in his distraught eyes. "Ion wanna talk." His bottom lip quivered as tears constantly kept falling from his eyes. Solange's heart shattered seeing Dayvon completely shut her out. She wanted to help him so bad but she didn't know how to since she had no idea what he was going through.
Solange sighed dreadfully and got off of her bed, she slid on her slippers causing Dayvon to look at her. "Where you going..?" His voice cracked while his shaky hands desperately tried to wipe the tears that were continuously falling. Solange turned to a mentally unstabled Dayvon with remorseful filled eyes.
"Stay with me.." He helplessly blinked his tears away as his vision became blurry and clouded from all the water filling his eyes. "Dayvon you breaking my heart please tell me what's going on.." Solange walked to the left side of the bed where Dayvon was sitting at. "I don't know mama." He genuinely answered.
Dayvon couldn't understand his emotions. He never could identify why he was feeling a certain way about something. He tried his hardest to not cry but the pain he felt always caused tears of destruction to fall from his almond shaped eyes.
"Come here." Solange climbed on top of Dayvon and hugged him tightly. She laid her head in the crook of his neck, her warm breath beating against his throat. Dayvon could feel his heartbeat return to its normal pace, his mind came at ease after feeling Solange's beautiful rhythmic heartbeat.
"I love you, pretty girl." Dayvon said barely above a whisper before drifting to sleep.
