Ethan

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idk what to call this


btw gore

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'No!'

My hand flies towards him, the knife plunging deep into his stomach, before pulling it out again. I look at my hands, dropping the knife, leaving my hands with dots of red, before looking up again to see him falling to the floor, clutching his stomach. Blood blood blood blood. Its everywhere. Its on my hands, his shirt, the knife, the floor. My eyes widen as his green eyes drain fast. His hand's grip on his stomach loosens and his other hand, that was in a fist, had unclenched.

My knees seem to weaken, and I collapse on my knees next to him, hugging him close to my chest, stroking his hair and crying.

'No no no no'

Wake up. Wake up. Wake up


My eyes shoot open, and I gasp. No. It was a dream. It was a dream.

I look around.

I'm not in my bedroom, but rather a woods of some sort, with flowers littering the grass, and trees in every direction. That's when it hits me and I start crying again.

I did kill him. And his brother. And his best friend. And his best friends boyfriend.

I don't stop crying, I cant stop.

Why. Why am I doing this.

The lump in my throat lessens slightly, but its been there since I killed him.

Why, Why.

I'm saying it out loud now.

'Why, why, why, I loved him!'

Its still dark, nearly pitch black, so you can only see about 3 meters in front of you.

I see glowing eyes in the dark, slowly getting brighter, and closer.

'You know why'

I blink.

The voice telling me no gets quiet, the voice telling me yes now shouting

I smile

I know why.



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ITS FUCKING 1AM, I FELT LIKE IT OKAY

HAVE SOME FUCKING FEELS




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