True Love || Yandere Skephalo || Discontinued

Chapter 24 - Shit.

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-Sincerely, Your Friend, Lemon

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Skeppy's P.O.V.

After the show Nick said we should go say hi to the people who made it. Y'know... the clowns.. the dancing monkeys.. the ringleader. So obviously we said no. And OBVIOUSLY he didn't care and brought us anyway. We said hello to the ringleader, easy peasy. Then he dragged us over to the clowns. In case their clown essence of death touched me I decided to put on some black gloves.

"Hey clowns dudes." He said. They turned to him. "Oh hello there!" One said. He pushed me and Darryl in front of him. "There two wanted to say hi too." He said. He whispered something in Darryl's ear.

Darryl shakily put his hand out to shake hands with the clown. "H-Hello sirs..." He said nervously. The clowns all shook his hand. He flinched a little. "Why hello young fellow! Did you three enjoy the show?" A different one than last time asked.

Darryl nodded. "Mhm..." He hummed. "I- um.. y-yeah.. we did.." I said in a shaky tone. "Yeah! It was great! Told you two that you would enjoy it. What a wonderful choice to force you to come." He said.

'Yeah... wonderful...'

Lastly he made us talk to some performers, that did some cool tricks and random crap. Nothing to really be noted. Anyway, I think one tripped me because as I walked past them I slipped and fell, and I doubt I just randomly fell. Once I fell I grabbed everything that was dropped and put it back into my pocket. Then Nick grabbed Darryl's hand, and the hood of my sweater.

He started dragging us away and I just barely heard one clown say, "I think those two were scared of us." He was correct. Once we left the building we got into Nick's car. Nick drove Darryl home first. When Darryl got out of the car, he smiled at Nick. "That wasn't all to pleasant but I enjoyed hanging out with you two.." He said. Nick smiled and waved, as did I.

When Nick was about to drive to my house I said something. "Hey, Nick, since I know it's decently late... (it's like 8:02), but.. do you think you could drive back downtown, onto a less than busy street. He looked at me confused, but nodded. I smiled.

During the drive back it was completely silent. Nick seemed very confused, which I don't blame him for. I got lost in thought during this drive. I was just thinking about Darryl. And how amazing he was... how cute.. how kind... how all out wonderful. I wanted... no... I needed him to be mine.

I quickly went into the messages, and sent Darryl a photo. It was the one I had taken earlier that day, before I was picked up. I sent a text saying, "Nick just dropped me off, he said he had to go do something somewhere." Well, it said something like that. But as you know my spelling is HoRrIbLe.

But I had to wait, for obvious reasons. I had things to tend to before making that dream happen. I couldn't be reckless about this. I had to be calm, and tactical. I have to be smart. But I am just a high schooler.. so how smart could I really be? Either way I'd have to at least try to be smart. For once.

Finally we made it downtown. We were on a pretty busy street at the moment, so not exactly where I needed to be. But we were close. Finally, we found the most quiet and empty street downtown. This street was pretty empty because people were scared of it. It was dark all the time, and the lights there often flickered randomly off and on. It scared people. I don't think Nick was that scared of it though. That was a good thing.

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After Nick parked his car on a sidewalk I got out. I opened his door and signaled him to get out too. He didn't seem to want to get out. "Zak, I am literally more confused than ever. What is going on?" He asked. I sighed. I leaned into the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and dragged him out of the car. I shut the door of the car and dragged him into a nice dark alleyway.

He seemed confused. And scared. I liked it. I pushed him in front of me once we got to the back of the alley. I think he finally understood what was going on. I grabbed something out of my pocket.

"You know Nick, I'm quite happy we went to the circus. Because if we hadn't I wouldn't have been able to steal this from one of the performers." I said holding what I pulled out. A knife.

"Z-Zak.. did I do s-something to you...?" He said trying to back away, but hitting a wall. I nodded. "Yeah. You did something. You did something bad. So now I have to punish you. After all, no crime goes unpunished." I replied. "What did I do?" He asked nervously. I smiled. "You'll find out. Once you're gone." I said, still smiling.

I punched him in the stomach. So he would fall onto the ground, after all I can't exactly push him since he's right next to the wall. He fell down, clutching his stomach. He groaned in pain. "Now. I'm feeling a tad nice. So... where would you like to be stabbed first?" I asked. He looked up at me. "Nowhere... I'd rather n-not he stabbed.." He said, his voice shaking. "Well, then, if you don't decide, then I'll decide for you!" I said in a cheerful tone.

I kneeled down quickly and pulled one of his legs, then stabbed it. He can't run if his legs are hurt. The most he could do was crawl. I stabbed it three times, to make sure he wouldn't be able to walk. I did the same exact thing to his other leg. Each time the blade pierced his skin he tried to yell in pain, but I covered his mouth with a rag I had also stolen. It was wonderful to here him try and scream, I wish I could've heard it fully but then people would hear him and I'd be caught red handed.

He pulled his legs towards him, but slowly because they hurt too much for him to move. I inched closer to him. "So... other than screams and curses... any last words Nick..?" I asked with a devilish smile. He simply stared at me in fear. I shrugged. "Okay, I guess you don't want to talk then, too bad, I won't be able to tell your family you loved them." I said.

It felt as though I had gotten over my fear of being touched. But just for this one moment. Just this one. I tilted his head up with one of my fingers, I was still wearing the black gloves. I smiled, and kept my finger there, as I used my other hand to dive the knife into his chest. He tried to scream but I used the hand holding up his chin to cover his mouth.

He fell back as I repeatedly stabbed him. A lot of times in his chest, to see him in pain. And then two times where his heart should be. It took a while... but he finally stopped struggling. He stopped moving. He stopped breathing. And his heart stopped beating. I laughed quietly as I stood up and looked at his, now dead, body. He did not have a good day today.

I shoved the knife in my pocket, I'd have to find some way to get rid of it later. And I'd definitely have to burn these clothes. But what would I do with the body? I had to clean up this mess and do something with it. I couldn't burn this because the smell of burning meat it not going to be easily mistaken as the smell of burning clothes or wood.

And that's when I heard an audible gasp behind me. I turned around quickly. I froze right there. I've been caught. And yet only one thing came out of my mouth at that moment. Just one word.

"Shit."

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