Believe me, I love you. (Grelliam, BlackButler) Completed.

Chapter Thirteen: Slasher

(Third Person P.O.V)

'Once more, many loved ones have been lost. The said slasher can not be stopped!' Grell sighed and kicked his feet up on to his desk next to Ronald's. "He doesn't seem like he's going to stop." Ronald spoke with a chuckle taking his newspaper out of Grell's hands and flipping to the sports side. Grell shrugged. "Seems so, I'm surprised Ciel hasn't done anything..." He then stood and smiled, "See you in a bit Ron." Heading out Grell began to walk down the street giving a slight groan. "I should have eaten something first.." He spoke, before passing out.

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"I love you William, I hope you feel the same!"

"We have no time Grell... Let's go.."

"You never said no-"

His eyes shot open as he looked around. "You never said yes..." Grell mumbled before looking at himself. Various cuts were around his legs and arms, and a long deep gash upon his chest, blood gushing out as if his chest was just now stabbed. Sitting there he stared at the cuts for a moment admiring the 'crimson red' that flowed out. "This is possibly the best." He laid his back into the wall behind him. "No one loves me.." He continued. "I have no true position in anyone's heart, I'm not even sure if Ronald thinks of me as his close friend.. Like I do..." Closing his eyes he sighed before a small chuckle was heard."Just do it already.." Grell groaned.

Crack.

The chuckling had stopped and nothing could be heard but the footsteps of a person. Grell wondered what had happened, a loud crack.. The sound of clippers, to say, against bones.. Breaking the bones in one, simple snap. The footsteps still continued, coming closer and closer until it appeared that they had stopped.

Silence.

I hope you are enjoying my story, (Short chapters, yes I'm mad at it as well.) excuse the shortness and look to the plot/storyline. Are you enjoying/liking it?

Official end of 'The Slasher' arc. 3/3.