Even in Death
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Thread Topic: Even in Death
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I awoke. Moonbeams streamed through my bedroom window. I turned over, searching for the boy I had picked up, earlier that night. His name was Steven Hicks. I was so devastated when I saw that he wasn't there. His side was empty.
'Jeffrey? I'd better get going.' a voice told me, from across the room. I jolted upwards, and spotted Steven. He was now fully dressed and heading towards the door.
'You don't have to go.' I told him, clambering out of bed, attempting to catch up with him. 'You could just stay here.' -
'No, sorry, Jeff.' Steven sighed. He turned to leave. NO! I thought as I sprung towards him. I tightly wrapped my fingers around his throat. The young man let out a terrified shout and shoved me to the ground. 'What are you, some kind of maniac?!'
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'I was just playing.' I told him. Steven growled and wrapped his fingers around my throat.
'Doesn't feel like playing, does it? You psycho!' he snarled. The young man released his hold and stormed away.
No... He can't leave. I thought. I don't want to be alone again...
I calmly arose, and snatched a dumbell that happened to be laying on the ground. -
tell more!!! I love it!
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me too!!!
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I skulked out of the bedroom, stalking Steven. A rush of adrenaline circluated around my body. Now, I was the predator and Steven Hicks was my prey. I threw my arm back, and swung the weight. Hard. A defeaning CRACK!!! filled the air as the dumbell collided with his skull.
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O.o
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Steven let out an agonized shout and crumpled to the ground. I stood there, gawping at him. He was motionless. He wasn't breathing at all.
'S-Steven?' I called, nudging his shoulder gently. No answer... -
why did that person do that?
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uh-huh keep the story going ..... :D
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(Do what, Dragon?)
A wave of panic washed over me. 'STEVEN!' I screamed, shaking him. 'Are you okay?!' Silence. No reply. A red substance trickled onto my hand. Blood. Steven's blood. Tears streamed down my pale cheeks. 'Oh, no. Oh, God, no. What have I done?' -
( why did that person kill steven? )
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(He didn't mean to. He basically couldn't control himself. He just wanted to do anything to keep Steven with him, but didn't know he'd end up killing him.)
Steven was dead. It was all my fault. I wanted to keep him with me, but not to kill him! I just wanted someone to love me. 'Oh, Steven. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.' I turned and walked away. Into the kitchen. I knew the only thing I could do now was chop him up. Chop him up and get rid of him. -
Chop him up?!?! o.o
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O.o
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