(I consider this story to be my crowning achievment. It took me roughly four years to get it to how it is now. I am damn proud of it, and I hope all of you are able to enjoy it as much as I did making it!)
Brandy Daniels nervously walked through the woods, having second thoughts about what she was about to do. Part of her said to turn around and forget the whole thing, yet another part told her to do it. Once she reached the spot, she suddenly broke down, and sat down on a log as she began to cry.
"Am I really going to do this? Am I really going to take my own life?" she thought to herself. She rested her head in the palm of her hands, feeling stupid for even thinking of suicide. And over Tom, for that matter! He was nothing more than an ass that deserved to be dumped after the way he treated her. Once her rational side kicked in, Brandy ended up deciding against it, and was about to get up, when someone grabbed her by the neck and roughly yanked her up. She turned around and gasped.
"Tom! What are you doing here?" she asked nervously. He simply glared at her with cold and emotionless eyes. "Tom, please, I know you're mad, but let's talk about it before anything irrational happens," Brandy begged. It was obvious that he was angry, and she knew what he did when he was angry.
"You think I'm MAD?" he asked her. She nodded her head hesitantly, scared at what his reaction may be. He laughed a cruel, bitter laugh and said, "Hon, I'm beyond mad. I've spiraled off into a dimension of pissed off I've never been before! I thought we had something! I thought you cared about me! But now I see that all you are is a lying whore who doesn't deserve to live," Tom said through gritted teeth. He let Brandy go, and pulled something out of his jacket. At first, she couldn't tell what it was, but then it gleamed in the moonlight, and she saw it was a knife.
Brandy screamed and began to run with all her might, trying to get away, but Tom was quicker, and grabbed her, throwing her down onto the ground. Before she even had the chance to get up, he straddled her and pulled her arms down, pinning them to the ground with his knees. She tried to wriggle free, but it was no use. He was too strong. "Please Tom, don't do this," Brandy pleaded, tears blurring her sight.
"Goodbye Brandy," he said without any emotion, and stabbed her. She yelped as a shock of pain ran through her body. She felt him stab her again, and lost consciousness soon after.
