Dead Undying Love

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CHAPTER 1: Ravens In the Boneyard

TW: there's some decently descriptive gore in here so just throwing it out there

      "Well Mr radio man, I really should be off now," I told him hurriedly.

      "Ah yes, of course. Wouldn't want to hold you from any plans now! I suppose I'll see you 'round Saturday now!" He exclaimed. I assumed he meant at the bar. What an odd man... I waved him bye, and continued my journey to Andrew's place. I just can't wait to see Leslie, already 2 years old and she still acts like a pup. I remember when I gave her to Drew, he was so happy he could have shot through the ceiling. Leslie was a wolf pup I had found one day while out foraging in the woods. Her mother had been shot dead, so i had taken it upon myself to look after her for a bit. Well that is before I gave her to Andrew. I knew I could trust him to take care of her, and so far he's proved me right.

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The familiar stairs creaked while I made my way up to his porch. I stood holding my dish and held my fist up to the door to knock and waited.

Silence.

I then again raised my hand to the door ready to knock put then the screeched open. I gingerly pushed the door open to show there was no sight of Andrew or Leslie. Though there was noice coming from the bedroom. I took a few steps closer, the closer I went the more I could hear. Voices. Andrew and someone else... a woman. My breathing stopped. Giggles and sighs emitted from behind the door. I approached the door and stopped. Maybe it's just Maggie... maybe she came back for her things. But why would his sister come back from university just for a few trinkets? I tried not to let my mind wander and get ahead of myself for it to all be fine in the end. But things can take a turn.

       "Andrew?" I opened the door. There I saw him. His head tucked into the neck of this mystery woman. I watched in shock, as she pulled the blanket over her bare chest. I dropped the bowl and felt it's contents splash onto my shoes and ankles.

       "Doll please... it really isn't what it looks like!" Andrew pleaded. My eyes began to sting and vision was blurred. Blinded by my rage and hatred towards him, I stomped back to the living room where he kept his darts and target. Swiftly plucking a dart off the board, I sprinted back to the room. Without thinking I lunged at him and plunged the dart into his right eye. The room was filled to the brim with screams from him and the woman.

       "YOU LYING BASTARD! ALL THOSE NIGHTS YOU HAD TO WORK OVERTIME YOU WERE HERE FUCKING HER WERENT YOU?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, unable to stop myself from sticking the dart in and out of his throat. I watched as he choked on his own blood. In that moment I had no space in my mind to process what I had done. Only the hatred for him burned through my veins. What a beautiful sight it was, to see him in such a gruesome way by my hand. "And you! You new he was engaged, he never took off his ring!" I protested. It was too late, she had seen what I had done and there was no way of proving her wrong if she told. I grabbed Andrews baseball bat off the wall and walked over to her.