A bunch of random stories.

Prompted.

Prompt - "We both used to love her. But then she killed me."

Its been 342 days since I killed my ex.
Usually it wouldn't be picking at me - but lately I've felt... Uneasy. I hate it, the feeling causes me a headache. It's not even that someone is close to discovering my secret, they're not. I made sure of that.

It's probably the fact that you've seen him.

I don't know how, or when, or why; But he's back. I see him peering out of every corner I turn. I can't hide.

"Eliae, who's this?"
My boyfriend would ask, had my secret be known and Jordan ever came for me with Max here. Jordan being the ex, Max being my current love.

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"Hey princess."
Max's words take my ear hostage, grabbing my attention easy. I pick at my fingernails as he walks closer to me, planting a kiss upon my forehead.
"Hi baby." I respond, it sounded empty. He smiles kindly at me, and I feel my knees go weak almost instantly, that fucking smile.

"I met someone weird today, he said he knew you." My heart drops. I manage to force a smile, but I know I went pale as a ghost in that second.
"He said you guys dated, I told him i couldn't care less." I relax against the sofa, letting an unaudible sigh of relief out of my lungs.

"Good." I say back.

---© hours later ©---

"Open the fucking door! I know you're in there, you little bruja!" Jordan screamed at my oak door, his fist banging on it.

"What the hell?" Max furiously shoved the blanket off of his torso, standing and stomping over to the front door. Swinging it wide open, that mustve seemed like an invitation to Jordan - who stepped in; eyeing our apartment suspiciously.

"Excuse me! Can you kindly fuck off, it's three in the morning, and you're busting down my door calling my girlfriend a witch in spanish."

"Oh I see, she loves you now."

I got out of bed finally, rubbing my eyes, I had been in a nice lucid dream, and I dont know who interupted it but I was not pleased. I ran out to the living room to see a modern texas standoff.

"See, You love her back right? We both used to until she killed me."

My eyes gaped as wide as my mouth, my fears; Coming true. "J-Jordan I think you shou-"

"What do you mean she killed you?"
Max's face went through varying emotions, from shock, to anger, and then probably despair. His girlfriend the murderer? Her victim standing in front of her and her lover.

"I-it's true..."