Our Forbidden Love

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: (Erik's POV):
ONE WEEK LATER

I awoke yet again in the cold, damp cell but this time to the sound of the steel door being opened yet again.

When I heard the latch on the door my whole body began to shake with fear, for I knew that I would be beat.

I had been beaten for days and the right side of my body was numb and bruised to the bone.

Not only did my body ached, by I ached internally and a void was left within me.

That void had been filled with pure hatred and anger.

I reached over to the left corner of my cell to pick up the craft I had been creating for those days, after I had been left beaten to a pulp by the guard.

I picked up the rope that I crafted from the strands of hay that was left in cell.

I took the rope and quickly formed one half of it into a circle and fastened with a movable knot, onto itself.

My own punijab.

I got it ready as I heard footsteps coming closer towards my cell.

The silhouette appeared and it unlocked the latch to my gate.

Hastily, I ran and gritted my teeth toward the figure. I put the punjab over the subject's neck and pulled tightly.

I felt the life drain out of the body and the feeling was exhilarating.

I have a reason to be a monster. I thought to myself. You made me one.

Then I realized that my plan hadn't been thoroughly thought out because the iron helmet would have acted as a barrier against the punjab.

"Wait. If this isn't the guard, who in God's name is it?" I grumbled as I flipped the body over.

It was too dim to see who the body was.

Luckily; the cellar door was not closed all the way so I opened it and walked towards the nearest candelabra and yanked off a candle.

It pained me to walk but I dashed back to me cell to see who I had killed.

Was it and innocent person? I asked myself within my own mind.

If it was in"innocent", it wouldn't matter. This world hates me and my love Christine never even came to rescue me. I deserve to be locked up and everyone in this kingdom also deserves death. They are the ones who put me through Hell and are keeping me away from my true love. These arrogant people have taken everything from me. My compassion and my heart... THEY are the ones that need to rot in Hell, alongside me. I thought to myself.

I had feared for Christine's life and I wondered how she was handling the situation but I wasn't with her because I was a peasant... A true beast from Hell...
Aggressively, I threw the candle down onto the cellar floor not caring about who I killed anymore.

No one in this kingdom was innocent. Everyone here deserves to die.

I stepped over the body to get the music book that I had found.

Nothing made me happier than music even though I hated the world with every fiber of my core.

I noticed a flicker of light on the ground and realized that somehow the flame hadn't yet been extinguished.

Grumbling, I put down the book and walked towards the flame.

As I was walking, I noticed an emerald material laying the floor.

Christine.

Quickly I turned around and pulled down the hood on the body.

It was my Angel.

"CHRISTINE." I yelled as I laid a kiss on her lips.

"CHRISTINE?! COME BACK TO ME." I screeched once more as I looked at her body and how graceful she was even in death.

"'Mon Ange." I managed to let out as I laid my head on her chest and wailed continually.

I mustered up the strength to walk over to the corner of my cellar where the punjab was.

I picked up the noose and fastened it over my neck, not able to here myself think, over the sobbing.

a/n
thanks for reading! yes, ik I'm evil... but this is rlly the erik that you and I both know. erik has become heartless, violent and harsh because of how the kingdom has treated him. erik realized that he is alone in the universe and that no one truly loves him so he decided to stop trying to be compassionate... what do you think about the story so far?
-MaskedPhanguy