"A-Amy?" I said, almost squeaking the words out.
"Yes...'boss,' it's me!" She said, circling around to face me, wearing the clothes from the revealing picture she sent me.
"Amy, I-I came to get you out of here. Don-Monika's gon-"
"Well well well." Uh oh, "If it isn't my favorite little sheriff!" Said Monika through gritted teeth.
"W-what's going on?" I said.
"Thank you Amy!" Said Monika, "You've served me well these past few...what was it, 6 years?"
6 years!?! I've only been the sheriff for around 2 years, Amy's been doing this for who knows how long...is this how Monika got to the others?
"Thank you boss." Said Amy.
"A-Amy...w-what's going on?"
"Oh, allow me to explain," said Monika, "Since she first got into the force Amy has been working for me! I, of course, needed your girlfriend to tell me the more... intimate stuff, but now that's not going to work, IS IT?!?"
I couldn't believe it, Amy and Sayori, the two people I trusted most...both worked under my arch nemesis!
"But, now that I finally have you here, I'm afraid her services won't be required anymore!"
"W-what?!?" Amy said.
All of a sudden, before I could even process the situation, Amy was on the ground, a gaping hole through her head.
"Phew, I needed to work off some steam!" Monika said, wearing the biggest shit-eating grin, "Don't worry MC, I've decided to forgive you!"
"A-A-Am..." I struggled to say Amy.
"Oh forget about her already!" Monika said before putting 5 more bullets right through Amy, "I don't want you looking at any other girls now! I've decided to give you a second chance, won't you please rule with me?"
She put on her best puppy-dog eyes. I was still processing the events that just transpired, Monika was beginning to look annoyed.
"Amy..." I said.
Monika than hit me with her pistol, "Forget about her! You only need me!" She said, "You just need Monika! Just...Monika!"
Suddenly, my vision was redder than Amy's hair. I didn't hold back, I socked Monika straight in the face. She looked shocked.
"M-MC...w-why?" She said, tears began streaming down her face, "I guess it's going to be like that!"
She aimed her gun at my head and pulled the trigger, it was empty.
"...I'm sorry my love!" She swung the gun at my head, for such a frail, skinny looking thing she sure hit hard.
I took another swing at her, causing her to lose the gun, we both scrambled for it, but luckily I managed to get it first, she tried to grab it from my hands, but I elbowed her off. I proceeded to pistol whip her a few times before she smacked the gun from my hands and kicked me in the head with her high heeled boots. I grabbed her by the neck.
"Ack, oh Sheriff!" She said...was she enjoying that? I socked her in the face a few times before she landed a good kick to my stomach. She smacked me across the face before punching me to the ground. I yanked on her ankle pulling her down with me, kicking her in the face. I got up and kicked her a couple more times.
"S...Sheriff...MC...why?" She coughed blood, "How could you? All I did was fall in love!"
I left her there, I thought maybe that fight would finally do her in...I was wrong.
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The City of Blood and Literature
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