I just stared at him, confused, trying to make sense of his words. What was he going about?
He pulled me into his bathroom and sat me on the toilet.
"I love you, Miciah. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable when you're having your urges. I want us to be free with one another."
He was rambling. It meant he was nervous. Why? About what?
He was rummaging through his cabinets, looking for something, still rambling as he went. His words would go from 'enough-to-hear-clearly' to 'can-you-repeat-that'.
I would catch small parts if his little speech like 'if you ever needed-' and 'just to make the urge-'.
Finally, he turned back around with something in his hand.
A razor.
YOU ARE READING
Murder You
Romance"Sometimes, I get these urges." "To do what?" "Murder you." …Or the one where a boy feels the need to murder his boyfriend.
