You See Him Kill Someone/You Talk To Him About What You Saw

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A/N: Hey, just a warning, this chapter includes a bit of angsty shit, and some touchy subjects, i.e. violence, murder, suicide, etc. so proceed with caution, okay?


BEN Drowned:

You watched it. Over the course of the past four months of your relationship with Ben, you watched him kill your classmate. Of course, you hadn't realized that it had been Ben at the time, but you could feel your heart constrict when you made the connection.

You had to guess that it first began about a week after you and Ben had started dating; your classmate, a fellow I.T. student by the name of Billie, had transferred collages and it just so happened that she chose to sit at the desk that was directly in front of yours. Within the first couple of days, the two of you were quickly becoming friends, and you kept telling yourself that you couldn't wait to introduce her to Ben, believing that they would likely hit it off. Unfortunately, as the weeks passed, you noticed Billie beginning to ditch classes, and found it harder and harder to talk to her. Conversations would be mostly one-sided, and she just didn't have the same light in her eyes that you'd seen when you'd first met her.

Then, she sought you out on your way home, dragging you to her dorm for a reason that she claimed was 'very important'. Taking notice of how adamant she was, you agreed, entering the empty dorm room that looked as if it hadn't been cleaned in at least a month and a half.

She told you very little, mentioning that she was very afraid, and that someone had hacked into her computer and her phone and that she felt so, so alone. She conveyed how she constantly felt like she was being watched, and that she couldn't remember the last time she'd slept, or eaten.

You watched this poor, beautiful girl, who had unintentionally become your best friend, deteriorate into a shell of her former self. Everything that could be done in this situation to help, you had done. You told the right people, left her the number for the suicide prevention hotline, and had brought her food more times than you could count.

Ultimately, though, it had hardly even made a difference. You received a phone call from a very distraught mother, through which you were informed that Billie had been found hanging by a belt in her room, and that she had left you a note and all of her belongings to you. It was when you read through a stack of messily scrawled notes the day after her funeral that she mentioned the name 'Ben' and how this 'Ben' had been able to manipulate not just her phone and computer, but everything remotely electronic in her dorm.

When you realized that Ben had driven her to suicide, you were beyond words. Furious, and heartbroken, you ignored every message you received from Ben, snarling at him to 'leave' when he showed up hours later.

Obviously taken aback by the harshness in your voice and the tears forming in your eyes, he refused, saying that he wanted to know what was wrong. You just scoffed, and spat, "What's wrong? You want you know what's wrong?! I saw what you did to her, Ben. I watched her die a little every day until she hanged herself with a belt!"

He flinched when you raised your voice, and reached out to pull you into a hug, beginning to apologize when you violently pulled away from him, pushing his hands away.

"Don't fucking touch me." You warned, "Get out of my house."

Ben shook his head, "I'm not leaving until you calm down. Let's just talk about this."

"What's there to say, Ben? She's dead because of you. You knew what you were doing." You wiped the tears from your eyes, desperate not to let him see you cry.

"(Y/N), baby, I'm so s-"

"'Sorry'? Were you about to say you're fucking 'sorry'? Let me ask you Ben, how many is that for you? What number was she?" You shook your head, "You aren't sorry, you don't regret what you did. You just don't like that there's some kind of consequence for your actions now. How long until its me? That's the plan, right? Use me until you're bored, then get me to kill myself so you can run off to the next victim?"

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