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𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒

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Parts 4
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bullies classroom death friendship pain past revenge thriller

''𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠 "

"𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠 "

"𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎  𝑑𝑜"

"𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑎  𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜 "

"𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢"

i sang on and on as i dragged my axe with me leaving trail of blood along the hall...then i went into one of the classroom and grinned widely as i saw one of the desk moving..slowly i dragged my feet down to the desk...singing my favourite song...

"𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠"

"𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠"

"𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜"

"𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜"

"𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢"

then i started lauging really loud as i walk towards the desk slowly dragging my axe.....i got there and i could already hear the pathetic whimper and cries coming from the bottom of the desk which gave me pleasure.."𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡..." i could hear him beg for mercy which was  music to my hear "𝑖𝑡....𝑤𝑎𝑠...𝑎..𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒..𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑠" "𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦.." i raised the desk up revealing the boy that was already covered with blood and then i smiled "𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒" that was all i said and then i raised the axe up..........All Rights Reserved

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"I know it was wrong for me to force you into this marriage. I'll file a request for annulment." I added half-heartedly, knowing that I'll die without her and she doesn't want to live with me "You will really give me divorce?" She asked as her fork stopped midway forgotten. "You were right we both need to move on. I cannot force you to live with me because of our past. I know I hurt you bad in the past and that I am still hurting you. You wanted to end this marriage, I'll free you from this forced union." I added. "You are leaving again?" she asked, pain etched all over her face. "Eventually." "You don't have to leave." "I can't stay here. I always end up hurting you. And I love you too much to see you in pain." "When will you be leaving?" She asked. "After the term ends. I promised Pranay uncle teach till the end of this term." I said walking away from the dining table. She just hummed. After a pause she suddenly asked "Why did you leave me Neev? Not once, but twice." I turned and looked at her. "Ari....I..." I stammered. "Please. I need to know. I cannot kept doing this. You cannot waltz in and out of my life every time things get difficult. I need to know why you left me all those years back. I had lost mom already. You abandoned me when I needed you the most. I need closure. I cannot spend every moment to my life wondering why you left me." She pleaded. "Because I killed her..." I cried further breaking down. "I killed your mother." * * *

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"I know it was wrong for me to force you into this marriage. I'll file a request for annulment." I added half-heartedly, knowing that I'll die without her and she doesn't want to live with me "You will really give me divorce?" She asked as her fork stopped midway forgotten. "You were right we both need to move on. I cannot force you to live with me because of our past. I know I hurt you bad in the past and that I am still hurting you. You wanted to end this marriage, I'll free you from this forced union." I added. "You are leaving again?" she asked, pain etched all over her face. "Eventually." "You don't have to leave." "I can't stay here. I always end up hurting you. And I love you too much to see you in pain." "When will you be leaving?" She asked. "After the term ends. I promised Pranay uncle teach till the end of this term." I said walking away from the dining table. She just hummed. After a pause she suddenly asked "Why did you leave me Neev? Not once, but twice." I turned and looked at her. "Ari....I..." I stammered. "Please. I need to know. I cannot kept doing this. You cannot waltz in and out of my life every time things get difficult. I need to know why you left me all those years back. I had lost mom already. You abandoned me when I needed you the most. I need closure. I cannot spend every moment to my life wondering why you left me." She pleaded. "Because I killed her..." I cried further breaking down. "I killed your mother." * * *