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I've been in a psychotic kindof mood recently (which is kinda normal for me, except this time is more psychotic than normal >.< Probably my other side surfacing more than normal). Thus, my recent fics have been about nothing but murder and suicide (Which is why I haven't been able to finish the fics I owepikira cause they would all end up in death which isn't good?)
Anyway, this is one of the more sane, and better writen ones of those I've written in this period of time.
Love gone wrong
The knife plunged in and out rhythmically
In
Then out,
Then in again.
Blood spilling with every glint of the knife.
A maniac hacking.
In
Then out,
Then in again.
A loud crash,
The crack of the skull
As bone meets tile.
Still the knife plunged.
In
Then out,
Then in again.
One by one, they all fell
First there were six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two…
A lone shadow.
The room spun around him.
Or was it him, turning so quickly the room seemed to spin?
A blood-splattered room.
A strange, high-pitched strangled voice.
It was him, he realised.
Laughing the hysteric laugh of a mad-man.
“Why…?”
A single word.
All it took to stop him.
He turned half-crazed eyes towards that well-learned face.
A face now covered in blood and tears.
Yamapi, blood pouring from his side looking at him with pain-filled eyes, hand clutching that of Ryo’s.
A red haze filled his mind.
The pain he saw, was not for him, but for Ryo.
An animal like howl, a mix of heartbreak, anger and sorrow.
The knife whistled through the air.
A sickening hiss as it hit the mark, and the man he loved moved no more.
He sank to his knees, consumed by tears and uncontrollable laughter.
They knew.
All of them did.
How much he had loved Yamapi.
Yet they paid no heed to his feelings, his deep-rooted love.
Had even gone as far to support Yamapi’s relationship with Ryo.
He picked up the knife,
Mesmerized by its red glint.
A final laugh.
Now they would all pay for the mistake they made.
-END- .
Anyway, this is one of the more sane, and better writen ones of those I've written in this period of time.
Love gone wrong
The knife plunged in and out rhythmically
In
Then out,
Then in again.
Blood spilling with every glint of the knife.
A maniac hacking.
In
Then out,
Then in again.
A loud crash,
The crack of the skull
As bone meets tile.
Still the knife plunged.
In
Then out,
Then in again.
One by one, they all fell
First there were six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two…
A lone shadow.
The room spun around him.
Or was it him, turning so quickly the room seemed to spin?
A blood-splattered room.
A strange, high-pitched strangled voice.
It was him, he realised.
Laughing the hysteric laugh of a mad-man.
“Why…?”
A single word.
All it took to stop him.
He turned half-crazed eyes towards that well-learned face.
A face now covered in blood and tears.
Yamapi, blood pouring from his side looking at him with pain-filled eyes, hand clutching that of Ryo’s.
A red haze filled his mind.
The pain he saw, was not for him, but for Ryo.
An animal like howl, a mix of heartbreak, anger and sorrow.
The knife whistled through the air.
A sickening hiss as it hit the mark, and the man he loved moved no more.
He sank to his knees, consumed by tears and uncontrollable laughter.
They knew.
All of them did.
How much he had loved Yamapi.
Yet they paid no heed to his feelings, his deep-rooted love.
Had even gone as far to support Yamapi’s relationship with Ryo.
He picked up the knife,
Mesmerized by its red glint.
A final laugh.
Now they would all pay for the mistake they made.
-END- .