"It hurts doesn't it." He says painfully. He goes to caress my cheek but stops and quickly pulls his hand to his side. The pain in my head got worse and worse they longer we sat here. I cried out in pain and he looks away. "I have to do this," his eyes water and tears start rolling down his cheeks. I was confused at his reaction to all of this. "I'm sorry." He whispers before intertwining our fingers and placing his lips on mine.

six rich boys. one wild party. A gruesome murder. but remember, you can't tell ANYONE. kings of spades.2018 [ s h o r t s t o r y • m y s t e r y ]