Dancing With Death - An Original Story

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   Authors note: This is my first story. Sorry if its bad, or if im slow to update. Usually I write short stories I keep to myself (or share with friends)

***warning. There is murder. Nothing gorey but.. Its there***

My adrenaline was pumping. I smiled, knowing I would get to see him soon. I opened the door to the apartment, being careful not to make any noise. I walked the oh so familiar path to my boyfriend's bedroom.

   When I opened the door, Jeremy was there, as I expected, sitting at the computer. I crept up behind him quietly, my smile creeping from one ear to another. Jeremy turned around and smiled at me, as I sat on his lap and put my hands on the side of his head. Jeremy smiled as he pulled me towards him and kissed me while he whispered,
   "I love you."
My grin grew as I whispered back, "And I love another."

My hands ran from his face to his neck, grasping it with as much force as I could. I may look weak, but I've done this all before. His own hands reached for mine and tried to tear me away, but I was determined to see him again. A minute later, he was passed out. I pushed him back off of me and leaned down near the edge of the bed, grabbing the rope I stowed away on my last visit. I hung the rope up,and tied it around his closet hanger bar.