Suicide House // Lashton [COMPLETED]

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This is dedicated to _gracie_hemmings_ because she wanted more so here's more ;) idk how to do dedications either :/ but hey... Here goes.

Luke's POV

My head was about to burst. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way. Ever since Ashton moved into the house, my mind has been messed up.

Half of me liked Ashton and wanted him to stay and possible befriend him. While the other half wanted him dead.

I sat in the corner of the suicide room and curled into a ball. I wonder if Ashton's blood is a pretty red colour. I can paint the walls with it.

I smiled, stitches growing into my face. My vision going slightly clouded.

Standing up, I felt no pain in my head. I was determined to get rid of Ashton.

So I will.

I went to the room, holding a knife in my hand. Opening the door, I saw him sleeping. His pretty brown eyes had been closed and his mouth was slightly open. He looked adorable. But I'm going to paint it red. I closed my eyes and sighed, contently.

But I can't do this. I can't end his life, he hasn't done anything wrong. He moved in. He ruined our home. But He made this place better. Don't do it. I'm ending it Luke. It's over.

My arm shot towards his stomach before and aching cramp held my hand back. I tried to push against it but nothing worked. No, you will not do this. I lifted the knife and lights pressed it to his stomach, red blood seeping out.

Nice one luke. Make him live a life of torture. I put the blood on my finger and wiped it off on the mirror.

Luke was sad. I don't care. I pulled out a lighter and burned his wrist, causing him to abruptly wake up. Me and Luke left the room as soon as he did. I hope he dies and burns in hell.

Thank you @tasha1925 for the idea xx and sorry for the short chapters but please keep voting and commenting and sharing! Also, comment whether you want fluff or more creepy [scary] stuff?

Thank you for over 300 reads! I'm trying to get 1K like my old story. Thanks everyone xx

~Seb xx