Mithross; I'll Protect You

Chapter nine; All alone

Chapter nine

The next day at the offices...

Ross P.O.V.

Everyone was inside, perfect. I slid a bar across the door and barred everyone in. I went over to the window I had propped open and slid through. I locked the window behind me, and then exited the office. I walked up to Adam and asked him, "Adam, can you get everyone in the offices to come to the editing cove at ten? I have something to announce."

"Sure dude. I'll send out a text." He grabbed his phone and started typing. Okay. Perfect. I still had an hour to kill. I double checked every door and window, ensuring they were all locked. Five minutes until ten. I went into my office and grabbed the two knives I had hidden behind my computer and slipped them between my belt and my pants, making sure they weren't visible. Okay. Showtime. I walked out to the main editing room and saw everyone assembled there. I walked up behind the first person I saw, took out a knife and stabbed them in the back. A scream pierced the noise of people talking and Adam fell to the floor, bleeding out. I kicked him in the side, and approached the next target. Ethan. I stabbed him in the stomach, then in the solar plexus, and he fell to the ground. I slid one of my knives through Em's throat while stabbing my knife into Cory's head, then advanced on Jake and Tim Tim. I stabbed my knife into Barney's forehead at the same time as I stabbed him in the gut. Max will be MINE.

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After I had gone through and killed everyone, I examined the bodies, making sure they were all dead. I kicked a couple, and found that Ethan was still breathing. I stabbed him three more times and then kicked him to make sure he was dead. One last person. I had seen Max run into my office when I first stabbed Adam, so I headed that way. He was inside, desperately trying to open the window, but failing. I approached him, and he turned around. 

"Ross, what the f****** h*** were you doing? Why? Wh-" I cut him off by grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him forward into a rough kiss. He struggled, but I didn't let go. I backed him up and pinned him against a wall. I pulled back and licked my lips. His eyes widened in fear as I slowly inched forward. I nibbled along his neck and down to his shoulder. I hit a certain spot and he moaned. I played with that spot for a minute, licking and nibbling at it before I pulled back and kissed him again, sticking my tongue in his mouth. He kissed back, and all I felt was bliss. I finally had Max to myself, and didn't have to worry about anything. He leaned into the kiss and tugged at my shirt hem. I smiled. Ross, you can't let him live. I raised my knife and in one swift motion I stabbed him in the stomach. He gasped, and blood spurted out of the wound and onto my shirt. A single tear trickled down his face. I backed up, the world spinning, and I fell to my knees. "Max, Max, MAX! Help!" I shuddered and wrapped my arms around my knees. Max fell to the ground next to me and stared into my eyes, mumbling, "Ross, my little narwhal, why?"

I looked at him and cried. I cried for a long time. It may have been minutes, but it felt like hours. Eventually I grabbed his hand, and took the knife that had killed him, and stabbed my stomach. I groaned and lay down next to his unmoving body and wrapped my arms around him, before taking the knife one last time and stabbing myself in the forehead.

The world went black.

"Why Ross, Why?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."