A/N I FINALLY FINISHED IT! Wow! Yipee! It only took me 3 months. Happy St. Patrick's day Folks!! This is DeLordy's take on the whole thing.
LIBIDO
He walked into the room, surprised to find the outer door open. He made his way through the chambers silently. He wanted to know what they were doing, that they were leaving the door open. He knew that they were both there.
He had come to do something he didn't often do-give a bit more truth to what he had said. Not tell the whole truth, that was something he would never ever do. but he could correct some of what he said. After all, he had been watching the effects of what he had been saying, and realized that they were having a more adverse reaction than he had wanted.
He had just walked through the small livingroom-esque area and was coming up on the small hallway that led to the bedroom. It was then that Riff walked out, wiping a knife blade off. He knew what Riff had just done, and he backed up against the wall.
He recognized the glint in Riff had in his eyes. It was the glint of a psychopath. The laughing light that only someone that had gone off the deep end had. "DeLordy, what are you doing here?" Riff asked him.
"I was-I wanted to ask you something, but I forgot what. I'm sure it can wait." He stammered and started to back up.
"I'm sure it can" Riff's tone was calm, completely in control. If it wasn't for what he had just seen, DeLordy would have been sure that everything was completely normal. Just as he was about to walk out the door, Riff spoke again. "If you so much as breathe a whisper about what you've seen, you'll be next." Riff didn't need to elaborate any more.
But Riff didn't even need to tell DeLordy that. He wouldn't have spoken anyway. He was too upset. He had wanted her, just as much as Riff did. That's how the lies started, his vain attempt to get her. His lust had gotten the better of him, and it had killed the one he lusted after.
