MSA Fanfiction: Spilt Blood (LewisxArthur)

Chapter 10

I am SO SORRY! For the major gap between the last chapter and this one! I've been ultra busy with finishing up other books, one I'm currently writing the last chapter too. I also burned my hand, and I'm in very bad pain at the moment considering I write stories on my phone, and the area between by thumb and first finger is heavily burned.

I also had school and junk, so I haven't been writing that much in any book until recently. Like ..recent as in the past three days. I've been working hard on catching up peeps
Still am.

Welp! Without further notice! Here is a small hewwow chappie!!!

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Arthur fixed yet another vehicle and sighed, wiping sweat from his forehead. He looked at the car and then called up it's owner, notifying them if it's completion. When Arthur hung up, he went ahead and took himself a small break.

"Arthur. Why are you slacking? You have another car to fix!" Lance huffed, folding his strong arms.

"Uncle I'm just a bit well worn." Arthur stated. "I need a minute to catch me breathe."

"Do you see me taking short breaks?" Lance questioned.

"You are right now, talking to me." Arthur looked up at Lance.

Lance scoffed. "Please get back to work, after that car gets repaired, you can go home."

"I know." Arthur mumbled and stared at the broken car he had to fix.

"Good." Lance then went back to his car he was repairing, it having a broken stirring system.

"You have to die first." Arthur spoke, raising his metal arm. "You have to die first. Strong being. Hellraiser...undead...ghost....demon... poltergeist....flower chick..." He spoke to himself and looked around the room. "Lewis...I need to get back to work." He huffed and went to fix his last car.

Arthur fixed the car, and had it towed back to it's owner. At this point, Lance had retired to his own home, leaving the shop close up duty to Arthur. Arthur sighed to himself softly and began to clean everything. This process took him another hour and a half before he managed to clock out and exit into the parking lot. Arthur got into his van, and turned it on, driving to the pull out before turning onto the highway.

Arthur turned his radio on, and put in a CD, containing a downloaded playlist of all of Arthur's favorite songs from his favorite bands. Arthur had these songs on his new phone, but he hadn't installed a good sound system that held Bluetooth options in his van yet, so for now, the CD should be used instead.

"I believe it
Someone's here
They can see me
And where I'm goin..."

Arthur gripped the stirring wheel, his heart beating quicker as he sung along with the song

"I've been sleepless
In my head
Feels like they're watching me
People watching me, ah~"

Arthur felt tears roll down his face as flashes of Shiromori and the demon he was possessed by filled his head. He heard their voices mocking and spitting at him.

"Feels like I'm losing my mind
Feels like a dream of me all of the time, baby~!" He growled and looked forwards at the road with hate and fear. " Feels like I'm losing my mind
Feels like a dream of me all of my life, baby~
Every day I'm losing my mind
Feels like I'm losing
Feels like I'm losing
Feels like I'm losing my mind!" Arthur whimpered as kept driving.

You'll have to die first~ Shiromori's voice purred through his brain.

"If I do this
It's for real
There's no turning back
There's no turning back!
I've been sleepless
In my head
Feels like they're watching me
People are watching....me .."

Arthur let the song play on as he stopped singing. He could see past his tears, and pulled over to the side of the road, where he constantly wiped the tears that kept forming from his tear ducts. Arthur just stopped the van and turned it off to conserve gas, and curled up, sobbing into his knees as he hugged his legs to his chest with both his real and fake arm.

"Arthur~, have you decided?" Shiromori's voice sung softly behind Arthur.

"GO AWAY!" Arthur screamed. "I won't join you! Not for power! Not for anything. I-i..I'm happy...! I'm not mad at my dog! Nor my boyfriend! You can fuck off!" Arthur snapped at her, tears rolling down his face.

"Arthur...I need you, I can't take Mystery all on my own~" She pouted.

"B-big fucking deal. T-t-th-then don't go after hi-him, and forget about i-it!" Arthur sobbed out.

"If we were talking a year ago, and I told you to forget the fact you murdered your brotherly figure in cold blood, would you?" Shiromori smirked at Arthur.

"..." Arthur flintched and growled, moving to get out of the van.

Shiromori's hand grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled Arthur into the back of the Van. She shoved him into the back of the driver's seat, and made his Yelp in fear, like the coward she knew he was.  Shiromori's smirk widened, her eyes filled with anger and annoyance.

"Hehe, oh my pretty little man, you have no say. If I wanted...I could kill you right now, and your boyfriend Lewis, won't make it to you in time to take you to a hospital." Shiromori giggled. "He may have before, when he dropped you, but this time, all you will have for comfort, will be me. Until death when you part."

Arthur shuddered, pressing himself against the seat more, trying to be further back from her face then he was. She moved closer, and kissed him roughly, letting him know she practically owned him at this point. Arthur sobbed weakly, like a small kid as she kissed him, over and over after small parts for air. Arthur kept trying to push her off of him, but her grip and strength were both, very superhuman. Arthur gasped for air when she pulled away, and he moved his face away from hers, looking to the side, panting greedily as he got in much needed air.

"Hmhmhm~. Your mind Arthur Kingsman, don't you forget that." Shiromori then walked out of the van, and went into the ground, tunneling away.

Arthur wiped away his tears, and reminded himself to make sure and brush his teeth and rub off about six layers of skin when he gets back home.