Chapter 1: Just because...
"But you said I'm too stupid, gullible, and just not right for you, remember? That's why you said you cheated on me with my own secretary, in my own house, on my own GODDAMN BED."
"Am I wrong??" Bruce snickered as he took closer steps to Audrey who was dragging herself away from him, the man she had thought to be too plain and simple for her. She just wanted his money, and that was all. He was definitely not her type.
But now, that same plain and simple man had death not only in his eyes but also in his hands.
Blood gushed out on the whole floor from the deep wounds she had all over her body.
"I'm sorry Bruce, don't do this, why are you doing this to me?"
"Just because." He replied with a shrug.
"Just because what?" She cried out of frustration and pain.
"Because I can." He smirked.
"I'm sorry Bruce, I didn't mean to hurt you." She managed to say between heavy breaths, still dragging herself on the floor.
"If you'll just let me explain to you. I didn't say you were stupid, I love you, Bruce. I don't know what came over me. Please forgive me, Bruce, please I beg you."
THUMB!!!
The axes in both his hands fell flat to ž. He got on his knees beside her.
"Oh Audrey, my dear Audrey, My sweet, sweet Audrey I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." The death in his eyes had disappeared, all she could see now was the man once again. She flinched as he tried to touch her.
"I'm sorry Audrey, oh I'm so sorry." He said again, this time he places a hand on her face.
"You know I love you right, you know I didn't mean to cheat on you. I don't know what happened. That useless secretary tricked me. I love you, d her, stroking her hair.
"And I love you too, but you messed up my whole house, and that's disgusting."
Audrey could feel a sudden sharp piercing pain in her stomach, she didn't quite understand the first time, but then the knife was pulled out and then driven back into her stomach. And then pulled out and driven in again.
Blood dripping from his hand as he stabbed her with much pleasure in his eye.
She tried to say something, but it was like her vocal cords had been cut. All she could do was gasp wearily, and drive her nicely manicured nails...
Wait, wait, wait... There was no manicured anything. Her fingers were no more.
Her fingers were already chopped off. She was fingerless. Her fingerless palm held onto him, blood spilling out like excess ketchup on fries, trying to hold onto the man that hugged her while still stroking her hair and hushing her.
"Shh... It's okay, everything is going to be okay," he whispered into her hair. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks.
Once again, the knife was mercilessly pulled out from her as he broke the hug, looking her in the eyes.
It was there again, the death that she thought had disappeared, was just hidden.
Once again, this time looking her in the eyes, he thrust the knife deep into her, the tip of his thumb going in with the knife. He pulls it out of her, blood splashing all over his face.
He lays her down gently to rest. He could hear her breath painfully, and slowly fading until finally there was no more wheezing.
His palm slides her bloody eyelids close.
"Goodnight my dear, sleep tight"
Now that she's out of the story, let's focus on Me...
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