Kill the lights (a love story)

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So it starred as a normal day at school. After walking in my first class though I remember what I did yesterday. I had broken up with my girlfriend and now she was going to show me that I had done a bad... quickly making her way to me "Emily! You little Bitch!" she slapped me so hard I dropped to the floor.

Thankfully my best friend was in the same class and she pulled that bitch away from me by the hair. Screaming and struggling she fell to the floor. My friend, Alma, jumped ontop of her and starred to beat her with her fists till she didn't fight anymore. Crying on the floor she had a bloody nose.

Alma lead me out of the room and pushed me against the wall. "What the Hell was that!?" Her question pierced my ears and sank into me. I started to cry and she panicked. "No no no, I'm sorry! Please just tell me. Okay?" She attended to hush me by rubbing her hands along my arms. "She... Hu-Hurt me and... I-I Left her" I mumbled between sobs.

Alma's face light up in anger. "How did she hurt you?" She hissed taking my hand in hers and 'petting' it. I just shook my head. Alma didn't need to know, she could do something worse. "Tell me!" She demanded. At this moment, I broke away from her and ran outside.

Not stopping, I ran home. Two minutes and I heard Alma's voice behind the front door. "Boo, please open the door. I just want to help you" something in her voice forced me to go. It was... Hypnotic. She dragged me to my room.

A week later

I walked to school as normal. I knew everything wasn't normal though. Alma hadn't been in school for a week and nether was my ex. I knew what was going on. I just didn't dare to talk about it.

After another week

I had to check on Alma. Two weeks was too much and I had gotten worried.
I walked to her house. We shared our house keys so I just walked in. As soon as I opened the door, a horrible smell forced it's way to my nostrils. I heard faint screaming for downstairs. It could have been just a movie Alma left on, she did that often.

I walked upstairs and nocked on Alma's door.
But nobody came.

I just opened the door slowly, so I wouldn't scare anybody who might be in there. The thing I saw next, made me question Alma more and more the longer I looked. The room was covered in pictures of me. Some of us but most were my selfies or picks she ha taken of me with and without permission. This made me so uneasy.

Deciding to check the downstairs I walked to the door. Listening a bit, I clearly heard Alma's voice screaming something I didn't quite make out. The other voice I didn't recognize. After I pulled the door open I heard clearly my ex screaming in pain from the top of her lung.

Face palming I walked down. "Nobody hurts my little Emily! You deserve to die in the hands of agony and burn in hell!" Alma's yelling warmed my heart.
Then I took a look et the girl she was yelling at. She was tied to hang from the sealing by her hands. Alma had pierced several knifes through her body from several places. Blood was everywhere and Alma was covered in it.  

I walked to her putting my hand on her shoulder. She stopped yelling and turned to face me. Taking a last glance at the hanging girl I made sure she was alive enough to understand what I was about to do.

I looked Alma deep into her eyes, those brown eyes I loved so much. She had this huge lust and wonder mix in them. I leaned closer and in a flash our lips were connected in a rough, fiery kiss.

I felt something in the back of my head. I thought It was just the feeling of rough love I felt, but after my ex started to scream for help I noticed the running steps behind me.

Alma swapped places with me only to get a bullet to the forehead. Seeing the skin of her head pull to the inside as the bullet entered and the way her skull miss formed placing her eyes in a weird way. I stared infuriated at the man who shot her. Grabbed one of the knifes off of my exes body and sliced the bastards head off.

I died. The same way my one and only real love did. That made me happy even when I couldn't save her.

A/N okay I know this isn't that must of a creepypasta but it tells a story about love... I didn't know where else to put it so.. Hope you enjoyed it!
THANK YOU for reading!!

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