Excess

Death Beneath

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Goodbye, Lauren. I'm sorry for not being able to say goodbye properly. Take good care of yourself. I will do my best to come back, and I promise to never forget you. We will meet again, Lauren. We will meet again.
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Lauren Quinto

I woke up, heavy breathing caused by the tears about to fall from my eyes. Being me, I held back the tears knowing whatever that was, it will always just be a dream. But what's weird is that Lucian also said bye last night, and now he visits my dreamland letting go of those words again, maybe the I dreamt about it because it weirded me out. I yawned as I shrugged of the thought, one hand rubbing my right eye. I stood up stretch my arms widely upwards, tiptoe-ing my way to the door without minding to put my arms down. I walked down staurs silently knowing Sam is still asleep and my aunt is not here, with the fact that she's never home on fridays because of her early work every firdays and Saturday, and because our house is far from her office, she sleeps in the office every friday. I went downstairs and cooked breakfast for three--for me, Sam, and the poor guy I always give food to. I set the table and packed the paper bag full of the food I cooked for the old guy, he's name is Simon and I call him uncle. I dont know but I just really feel like he's already been a part of my family, since that day.

*flashback*

I was just a little seven year old skipping through the sidewalk with my bestfriend, Lucian, and saw him looking at me. He gave me a bright smile and I just felt drawn to him since that day. I gave him the sandwich mom made and his reaction is the happiest reaction I saw my whole life. "A little kid like you gives me this, but a mature being can't even give me a smile." he said looking at the sandwich I gave him ang gave me another glance. "Thank you so much." he said. I gave him a bear hug. "You're welcome." I said and went back to home with a smile.

*end of flashback*

I walked towards the place where the old man was with the paper bag in my left hand and my phone in the other, scrolling through my unread messages but nothing was important. I reached the place but Simon was not there. Where could he be? This ia the first time I didnt see him. I looked around but he wasn't anywhere near. I waited for five minutes keeping myself busy with my phone, but he didn't come. I started to walk back home and greeted Sam who is watching a movie when I reached home. I went upstairs and went to my bed as I called Lucian but he wasn't answering for some reason. I called him a few more times but still no answer. Weird. I laid down nlankly staring at the ceiling. I went to my closet to change into some comfortable clothes for me to be somewhat productive for the day. I saw Lucian's red sweater he gave me a couple of months ago. I changed and took the red sweater and as I touched it,

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A guy was walking in a very familiar road, he was wearing familiar clothes and is walking in a familiar manner. I cant be wrong, this is Lucian,and it was last night. Im seeing where he is going after we met. It was dark already, but he wasn't going home. He was heading to the poor guy. He looked at Simon intently, with tearful eyes, and went nearer to him. He walked towards the asleep guy and leaned down saying something. He looked at him, with emotions I cant explain. "What are you doing?" I tried to talk and ask him, but he looks like he's ignoring me as if he couldn't hear me. I tried to ask again but I hear no answers. He is acting weird towards the poor guy as he suddenly bent his knees down and got something from the pocket of his black jacket. A knife. "Lucian!" I called, but he didn't look.
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I opened my eyes, shocked. What was that? I just saw my bestfriend kill Simon. What the heck was that. I was pretty sure that that was a vision,well more like it. I'm not a fortune teller but man, I dont daydream about that. And I am definitely not dreaming because I am awake as much as I could be. But when I touched it, Lucian's jacket, I felt it. I saw it. I sat on my bed trying to shrug of the thoughts from me as I heard Sam yell. "LAUREN! I NEED YOU TO COME DOWN NOW!" I heard Sam yell. So demanding. I ran down stairs as I yelled the words 'Im coming' and asked her what she wanted. She pointed to the telivision and I saw a simple anchor, my eyes furrowed. But was shocked and my tears trying to escape my eyes as I heard it say, "A POOR GUY, NAMED SIMON AS IT SAIS ON IT'S WALLET CONTAINING NOTHING BUT HIS ID, HAS BEEN FOUND LIFELESS. KILLED MERCILESSLY WITH A KNIFE, SEVEN STABS AND A CUT IN THE THROAT."

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A/N
Hey guys, I am sorry if this chapter is quite short, and it may seem to not have any connection to the title. But believe me, it will all fall into place when things are starting to be revealed. (Ps. If you guys have any guess why I killed Simon in the story, please comment below)