Even in Death
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Thread Topic: Even in Death
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Later...
Ernest and I lounged around in bed. He was sleeping beside me. He sort of reminded me of Steven Hicks and Steven Tuomi, my second and first victims. I knew he'd try to leave when he woke up. They all do. -
I kissed Ernest on the lips and apologiesed before I climbed out of bed and skulked into the kitchen. I decided I'd kill him.
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Dahmer......Why?
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In the kitchen, I lifted up a large butcher knife. It glinted in the light. I was aware that I wouldn't normally murder my lovers using weapons, but something told me to use this. Possibly murderers-intuition. I don't know. It's still a mystery to me.
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(It's sad, really, isn't it?)
I knew there was no way I could resist. There was nothing I could do. The urge to kill grew stronger and stronger every second. I couldn't fight it. I marched back to the bedroom, pressed the knife against my sleeping lover's throat. -
I whimpered. I could feel tears pricking my eyes, but I clawed them back. I apologised a second time, then pulled the knife back. Ernest make a strange gurgling sound as blood poured from the gaping slash.
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(* made, not make)
I watched in awe. Blood poured all over the sheets. Damn. I thought. Now I need new sheets. Smooth move, Jeffrey. -
I stared at Ernest for a few good moments, tears streaming down my cheeks. I turned around to put the knife back, but suddenly, I froze in place. I had an epiphany. It was crazy, so crazy that it just might work...
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What if...I thought. What if I ate part of his corpse? Then, he'd be inside me. A permanent part of me. I pulled the bloodstained sheets off of him and pressed my knife against his leg.
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I started hacking away at his flesh. After a while, I sawed the meat off of his thighs. I also cut his chest open and pulled out his heart.
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'Ohhhh...' I groaned. This was just sick! But if I could make Ernest stay with me forever, I'd reluctantly do it.
I stored the meat from his thighs in the refridgerator, so I could eat them later. -
I cooked his heart in the frying pan. I was disgusted with myself. Who wouldn't be? I was about to fricking cannibalize someone!
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'Ah, jeez.' I moaned. Once the heart was done, I put it on a plate. I just wanted to get this the Hell overwith! I quickly took a bite out of it and man, was I surprised...I actually LIKED it!
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I knew from that moment on that my cannibalism would become a habit, too. As if killing people wasn't crazy enough. But hey, that was the kinda luck I had!
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I knew that my newly-found technique would influence my life...
As the flashback faded away, I sauntered to my bedroom.
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