With Love Comes Pain |ON HOLD|

Death's Sweet Welcoming

"Hoodie, our victim is some girl named Rowina Parker. Lives with some guy." I followed Masky out of the forest, the night was young. 

We walked to their home, it was a small brick house. Looked hand made. Masky took a broken paper clip out of his pocket, and picked the lock.

We tip toed inside, all the lights were off. I assumed they were asleep. Masky and I walked down the hall, I turned to Masky and saw he was already opening the door to one of their rooms.

I walked further down the hall, and opened the door. It creaked. I went inside, and it was Rowina. I slowly took out my machete, and walked towards her. 

I held it to her throat, and dragged it across. She choked on her blood, and died. I looked at my feet. "I'm sorry" I whispered.

I left her room, and Masky was waiting for me. A little bit of blood was splattered on his mask. 

We left their house, and walked back. When we got into the middle of the forest, we both parted. 

I walked towards Luna's home, I thought I'd might as well check up on her. I spoted the dirt path, and followed it.

I walked towards her home, and I opened the door. It was unlocked. 

She sat on a chair, she was reading a book. She looked up at me. "What the fuck do you want?" she hissed.

I pulled up a chair and sat on it. "Too check up on you" I said. She narrowed her eyes at me. "I'm fine." 

I groaned. "We all know damn well, your not fine." She slammed the book shut, and stood up. "What the hell do you want Hoodie? why the fuck do you even come here? I can deal with my problems my self!" she shouted. 

I looked up at her, than stood myself. I towered over her. "Because I don't want my fucking friend losing her mind." 

"I'm not going to fucking lose my mind! why does everyone think that? I lost my lover, not my head!" she exclaimed. 

I didn't answer. Silence lingered in the room. 

Luna looked up at me, her hazel eyes meeting mine. "Sometimes, I wish Clockwork had killed me the same day she killed Mama. I don't have anything to live for at this point, death seems so... welcoming." She whispered.

I looked away and sighed. "I know that feeling." She looked back up at me. "How about we just both...kill ourselves? right now."

I widened my eyes behind my mask. She continued. "I want you here with me, in this house, tomorrow night. I want to die here. Right here, on this chair. We can go together Hoodie."

"What about the others?" I said.

"What others? you and I are the same! we have no one left! there is nothing to live for!" she shouted.

I saw tears brim in her eyes. "It can end everything. An end to sorrow, grief." She paused. "Regret" she finished, her voice cracking. (A/N Anyone get the last line?)

I thought about it, then answered.

"Okay"