Crazed in the Thralls of Love
By Shaman Zel
"There it is!" She exulted. /She doesn't suspect a thing!/
Amelia reached down with one hand to get the bottle, hiding her other hand as it slid down her leg and down her sock. She pulled out the dagger, and in one swift motion stabbed Lina in the stomach. The daggers tip leeched a venomous liquid from its tip, mixing with Lina's blood, and going straight towards the heart.
Lina's eyes widened with shock before glazing over in deat. When Amelia realized that her "friend" was dead, she was maddened with glee. She called for Zel.
"Zel! You're free now! You don't have to love her anymore, I killed her! I got rid of her spell!" She called.
"What are you talking about, Amelia?" Zelgadis said sleepily as he reached Lina's room. As soon as he saw Lina on the floor, with a small pool of thick, dark blood growing from its source of Lina's stomach, and Amelia with a blood stained dagger in her hand, he stopped and whispered.
"Amelia, what have you done?"
"What.. but I don't understand! She put a spell on you to love her, and now she's dead, and you… you should love me!"
"You.. you killed her? How could you? How could you do that to your friend. You… love crazed bitch! You deserve to die. I should kill you right here, right now, but I will restrain myself." Zelgadis yelled in anguish.
3 days later…
/I don't understand? Why doesn't he love me? Why??? Did the spell last even longer, past death? But that impossible. Why am I here, how'd I …/ Amelia's crazed mind lurched around as she looked out between the bars of her padded cell.
I got the idea when I dreamt of a haunting image of Zel holding a dead Lina, with a dagger wound in her stomach, and deathly white. R&R plz. I hope u liked it!?
