If you are confused by the title, read this.
So in this story, Mark, Sean and Felix find their girlfriends cheating on them. So they decide to 'take care of the problem'. I won't really spoil anything so enjoy the story!
(From Sean's point of view...)
I walked through the door.
"I'm home! Signe?" I sat down on the couch.
"2 new texts from Baby!" It read.
I got angry. I hadn't sent her any texts that day. I picked up the phone and swiped onto messages.
"Hey, David! Sean isn't in. Let's go out ;)" The message read.
My eyes widened. How could she do this?! I growled. The door opened to the sound of giggling and laughter. I hopped behind the couch watching. The man got her up against the wall and started kissing her. They made their way to the bedroom. Suddenly, my eyes turned red in the mirror across from me. I stared at myself in shock. Before balling my fists.
"I didn't want this Signe..." I gritted my teeth as I stood up. I walked over to the drawer. I opened it and grabbed the butcher's knife. I laughed quietly.
"I wasted my time, I'll waste no more..." I whispered
I walked up to the door of the room they were in. I opened the door. They stopped kissing and stared at me.
"Oh my god! Sean! I'm so sorry!" Signe stood up and hugged me.
I hugged her back. She fell to the floor. Blood soaked through the back of her white shirt. I stabbed her in the back. Just like she did...She groaned, still alive. I stabbed her head again...and again...and again. The man stood up and tried to run. I ran after him and got him against the door.
"You just had to MESS THINGS UP!!!" I glitched as my eyes turned red.
I strangled him against the door and stabbed him in the face. I watched as he fell to the floor. I stared at his body.
"No. I need to run away!!" I cried out angrily.
I ran to my bedroom and packed my stuff. I stared at myself in the mirror. Then, to the knife. I closed my eyes tight and slit my neck. I opened my eyes and grinned. I entered the corridor. I opened the door and ran. and ran. and ran
(From Mark's point of view...)
Me and Amy were at the carnival when she went into the bathroom. We were around a mile away from Los Angeles. It had been about 10 minutes since she went in the bathroom. I knew I couldn't go into the girl's bathroom, but I went in anyway. I peeked around the corner. She was holding hands with a blonde haired man.
"I would tell Mark, but he wouldn't understand. He's too dumb! He won't find out! Boys aren't allowed in the girls bathroom." Amy said smugly.
My eyes shined red. I revealed myself.
"If boys aren't allowed here, why is he here?" I asked.
"Holy shit! Mark! I-" I cut her off.
"No. Shut up. I get it. I'm not as good as you want me to be? Is that it? Well, I can change!" I said sadly. I glitched. "Oh wait. I already have changed." I grinned evilly.
I pushed the man over and he hit his head on the wall. I grabbed Amy and lead her into one of the bathroom stalls.
"M-Mark? What are you doing?! No! HELP!" Amy cried out.
Tears leaked from her eyes. I put her in the water and held her there. Bubbles floated to the surface as she tried to get out from my grip. She almost escaped from me. I got angry. I kicked her shin bone which made her become weaker. Then, I kicked her rib bone as hard as I could. A giant crack followed by Amy collapsing. I walked up to the man.
"I'm sorry!" He yelled.
I picked him up and smashed his head against the wall repeatedly. He bled. I then smashed his head against the sharp bit of the wall as hard as I possibly could. He dropped to the floor. I ran out of the bathroom. I ran. And ran. And ran. And ran
(From Felix's point of view..)
Me and Marzia were on a short trip just outside of Brighton. Marzia and me were in the shop as Marzia wanted a snack. The shop selled tools as well as 'For The Road' snacks. I looked round before going to check on Marzia. The shopkeeper was in the back loading an order.
Marzia was gently kissing a man. I ran my fingers through my hair as I watched. The man stepped away around the corner. I grabbed the screwdriver and hid it in my pocket.
"That's one cute girl you got." I laughed making conversation.
"Thanks dude." He laughed back.
I walked behind him. He continued to look at food. I stabbed him in the neck and he fell to the floor, blood pouring onto the white tiles. I put the screwdriver in my pocket. I stared at him before going over to Marzia. She was looking at tools. She kissed my cheek.
"Hey baby." She commented.
"Hey. This is a nice bat." I picked up a metal bat up off the shelf. I sighed. "Seven years Marzia... Why? Whatever...Goodbye Marzia." I said gently. I hit her round the head with the bat. She didn't move on the floor. Just to be sure she was dead, I hit her again, and again, and again. I dropped the bat. I stared at Marzia. I ran out of the door. I ran. and ran. and ran. and ran. AND RAN.
