Foul Play Is Better Kept Secret 🥀 || DISCONTINUED

IX

Rye poured expensive champagne into two glasses with a proud smirk on his face. He picked up the glasses and walked over to the bed, Ansel was sitting like royalty. He sat down beside him and passed him one of the glasses - both of them clinking their glasses together to cheer for their first victory.

Ansel quickly gulped down the liquid and got between Rye's arms, resting his head on the man's shoulder.

"I didn't think It would be that easy to do this." Ansel spoke up.

"It was not. But let's just celebrate for now because It's done." Rye replied calmly. Ansel remained silent for a few seconds before speaking up again.

"Why are you even here, Ryan? Shouldn't you be with your 'husband' as It's going to be his first night with you." Ansel said mockingly, with a hint of jealousy beneath it. Rye looked at him as If he is crazy.

"Are you joking or simply testing my patience, my love?" He asked the blue eyed boy slowly.

"Ryan Cobban has loved only one person in his whole life and that person is you. Everything that happened today was fake - an act. The priest was fake, the marriage was fake and the vows I took - they were the most fake of all." He said with a lazy smirk.

"And That's why I love you so much. No matter what happens, You have always remained loyal to me and have always protected me."

"And If It wasn't for you, Ryan, then I'd probably have been in prison right now."

*Flashback*

He turned around and started to walk back towards the girl. He stopped right in front of her and tilted her chin up with the knife. He looked her dead in the eye before speaking.

"You don't deserve to live. You cheated on your fiance. You should die. You should die. You should die!" He shouted maniacally before stabbing the girl with the knife.

"I hate cheaters."

He had a satisfied expression on his face as He started to turn around - ready to run off - but suddenly something caught his eyes as he looked at the mirror. Blood. There was blood all over his face and neck.

His eyes widened in horror as He touched his face softly. He could feel the blood on his face.

"B-Blood! I hate Blood. I hate Blood!!! I need to shower."

"I c-can't- there is b-blood all o-ver m-me I--" He sat there hyperventilating when suddenly the door opened and someone entered the room discreetly.

"Ryan!" Ansel shouted in relief and ran towards his husband, hugging him tightly.

"Ansel! What the hell Did you do?" Rye whispered shouted in panic.

"I-I didn't-"

"You promised me that you won't kill any more innocent people, Ansel." Rye said disappointedly.

"B-but she was not innocent. She was cheating on her husband and you know that I hate cheaters!" Ansel raised his voice towards the end, his eyes becoming murderous again.

"No, Ansel! Baby, Calm down." Rye held his shoulders to keep him steady.

"Loads of people in this world cheat each other. You can't solve this problem or keep every single one of them from cheating on their partner." Rye scolded him as If he is a child.

"I know. I try so hard to keep my promise but I-I don't know what happens to me- I swear I try so h-hard, Rye but I just--" He started to panic again.