Hey guys so I'm writing this new story. It isn't a Mordgaret story, I'm taking a break from that. Also I'm taking a little break from Finally. Been a little stumped with that. Anyway I hope you like this new story. Sorry it's short, the chapters will be longer in later chapters.
"Sir? Sir are you there? Don't do something you're going to regret. Sir please pick up the phone." The woman said, but it was too late.
He had the knife in his hand, and he raised it, and brought it down quickly. He let out a grunt of pain. Again he raised it, and again down into his stomach. Now the blade had blood on it.
He went to raise it again, but as the blood poured out quickly he felt weak. In a moment he was on the ground with his eyes closed.
Margaret was driving home from work after just getting off a call from her boyfriend Mordecai. They had been dating for almost a year now. Their relationship was going really well, and talk of marriage was in the air.
The robin stopped at a red- light and started putting on some chap stick, because of how dry the cold weather was making her lips. The light turned green, and she pushed the gas pedal.
Margaret was unaware of the car that wasn't paying attention. They didn't have their headlights on, and they were running a red-light. Margaret was half way through the cross when the front of the stranger's car hit Margaret's door.
The car was an escort that had been traveling 70 mph on a 15 mph road. When the impact occurred Margaret's car flipped over.
Two hours later Mordecai was wondering why Margaret still hadn't called him, and he was worried. It was midnight when his phone finally rang. "Margaret! Oh my gosh I was so wo-" He was cut off by the sound of another woman who wasn't Margaret.
"Hello is this Mordecai Quintel?" The lady said in a low middle aged voice.
"Yeah? Who's this?" Mordecai answered a little disappointed.
He heard the lady cough awkwardly through the phone. "Sir this will be hard so you might want to sit down. Yeah girlfriend Margaret was killed in a car accident tonight. She and the driver of the other vehicle have been pronounced dead." That was what Mordecai heard before all he could hear was the last two sentences.
"Sir? Sir are you there? Don't do something you're going to regret. Sir please pick up the phone." The woman said, but it was too late.
He had the knife in his hand, and he raised it, and brought it down quickly. He let out a grunt of pain. Again he raised it, and again down into his stomach. Now the blade had blood on it.
He went to raise it again, but as the blood poured out quickly he felt weak. In a moment he was on the ground with his eyes closed.
OMG! What did Mordecai just do? Will he be ok? Keep reading and find out. Review please.