My Bloody Valentine - A song-fic by Kenny's SpaceCadet, who rox your sox (even if you're not wearing them)
Warning - Contains MURDER! Er...yeah. And language. I swear so much I don't even notice when I'm doing it half time time, so there's probably language. Oh yeah, and this story was written by me. Be warned.
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Oh my love, please don't cry, I've washed my bloody hands and we'll start a new life
Yes, Wendy. You had better not cry. It's all over, no one will ever find out. I'm pretty good at hiding my trail, if I do say so myself.
I ripped out, his throat
It felt pretty sweet to kill the little fucker. Maybe I didn't do anything too drastic to him, but I killed him, and that's all that matters.
And called you on the telephone to take off my disguise just in time to hear you cry
When I called you, I had every intention of telling you he was dead. I still was going to, even though you were crying.
When you, you mourn the death of your bloody valentine, the night he died
Why were you mourning his death? He did nothing but cheat on you with that faggy little Jew. And you still mourn him.
You mourn the death of your bloody valentine, one last time
This had better be the last time you mourn him.
Singing, oh my love, please don't cry, I've washed my bloody hands and we'll start a new life
We'll move far away, out of the country, and no one will ever find us! We can start a new life, just me and you, and you'll never have to think of that hippie ever again.
I don't know much at all, I don't know wrong from right
I don't see what is wrong with proving my love to you. Is that wrong? Is it right? It's fine in my eyes.
All I know is that I love you tonight
That's right Wendy. I love you.
There was police and flashing lights the rain came down so hard that night
God, the crime scene was hectic. Officer Barbrady was there, and it was raining and cops were flashing their lights. It sucked donkey balls. Why were they making such a big deal? No one liked him anyway.
And the headlines read, "A Lover Died, no Tell-tale Heart Was Left to Find"
And the next morning, when I picked up the paper, there was that headline: "A Lover Died; No Tell-tale Heart is Left to Find". What a bunch of pussies and that pussy title. Wendy, you know you don't give a fuck about them, or him, and you only want me.
When you, you mourn the death of your bloody valentine, the night he died
Your mourning had to be over soon. You'd be fine.
You mourn the death of your bloody valentine, one last time
Damn right it's the last time, because from now on, I am who you think about, 24/7/365.
Oh my love, please don't cry
I stand in front of you watching you cry, and wonder, what could make you cry? I'm here, aren't I?
I've washed my bloody hands and we'll start a new life
We're not going to get caught or nothing...
I don't know much at all, I don't know wrong from right
I don't think what I did was wrong.
All I know is that I love you tonight
You told me to prove to you that I loved you. So I did.
He dropped you off I followed him home
I couldn't just stand there. I was waiting for you to get home, but I had a better idea when I saw his car.
Then I, stood outside his bedroom window
I followed him home and stood outside his window. It was then or never. I chose then. I opened his window with a small creaking noise.
"Cartman?"
Standing over him, he begged me not to do, what I knew, I had to do
"Hello Stan."
"Cartman what the hell are you doing here?" Stan looked very groggy. This would be an easy kill.
"Why nothing, dear Stan." I held up my gun and pointed at him. "Just something I've known I've had to do for the longest time."
"Cartman, please...don't..." Stan raised his hands feebly, trembling.
Cause I'm so in love with you
And then Stan trembled no more.
Oh my love, please don't cry, I've washed my bloody hands and we'll start a new life
I washed my hands, you won't get blood on you. We can start a new life together, like I've been saying!
"Cartman, this is preposterous...you can't have...you can't have killed Stan..."
"But I love you Wendy..."
"No!" Why are you acting this way?
I don't know much at all I don't know wrong from right
I don't know what I'm doing wrong.
"Wendy, I did you a favor..."
"No!" You scream at me. "I loved Stan! I loved him with all my heart! I hate you! I FUCKING HATE YOU ERIC CARTMAN!" Your hands pained my face.
"Wendy...you have crossed the line."
I can see you tremble as I lift my gun.
All I know is that I love you...tonight
And then you mourn no more.
Pushing the gun against my temple, I pulled the trigger. And then, I was no more either.
Tonight
Fin
Uh...yeah. That was a creepy story, wasn't it? Came up with it while listening to this and running. Anyway...review and tell me how crappy it is please, I need the feedback since I'm a new writer. Thanx for making it this far lol.
Song: Bloody Valentine - Good Charlotte
