He raised the bat over his shoulder and whacked it into the side of her head. She fell to the floor, unconscious. Blood was spilling from her nose, staining her dirty blonde hair.
"that... that's what you get for coming between me and Rantaro, Kaede." he whispered.
He left her in the basement with a knife in her chest and a bludgeoned head, locking the door behind him. He could do this all day... sometimes he does. He's reached the bathroom to wash the blood off his hands when he hears someone call out...
"Shuichi? are you home?"
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He's Only Mine
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