I stood there, staring at my husband's now severed head, trembling in fear as the person who was once my friend spoke.
"I have always loved you. More than he did. More than anyone could! He was in the way!" She yelled, forcefully grabbing my face so I'd look at her.
"AND YOU WILL NOT LEAVE ME AGAIN!" Was all I heard. "I WANTED TO BE HAPPY WITH YOU!"
She killed my husband. Just for love.
"You're disgusting..." I managed to spill out, quickly shoving her away.
She stared, trembling in anger. ".. How? How am I disgusting? TELL ME!" I flinched from the yell and immediately grabbed a bat.
"You killed my husband just for me! YOU WANTED TO BE HAPPY WITH ME!" I yelled as I lunged forward, quickly swinging the bat, and knocking her out.
"You think this'll make me happy!" I cried as I slammed the bat down onto her unconscious body repeatedly.
It's been years.
I miss you, William.
And I hate you, Elizabeth.
I've been lonely. Fucking lonely. Elizabeth's blood on my hands. William's head stuck in my memory. I still have my ring. I still have our friendship bracelet.
....
I fucking hate this.
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Random Stories.
القصة القصيرةRandom stories I just randomly make up. Can't tell you if they're good or bad, they're just random. Randomized stories. Hopefully you'll like them. Sometimes I make up plots for my own shows, movies, comics, etc.
