Thanks for 4 reviews you guys! Wow, you really like this story. *rolls eyes*. This chapter is why it's horror-partly. Enjoy chapter 4. Oh, I don't own Lizzie McGuire, I only watch the show, and I don't own the T.V. I watch it on! This is about 3 days after the party.
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Chapter 4: A Slow, Painful Death
(Larry)
My love for Ina consumed me, and I would soon get rid of the one who screwed up my chances with Ina the whole time. He is going to suffer so much. These past days have been spent finding a way to kill him. I thought poison, but it didn't seem painful enough. This morning it
hit me. I would stab him. He isn't fast, and he wouldn't be able to ward off my blows. I have it all planned out.
*~**~The Next Day~**~*
I rang his door bell. I told him I would be coming. He answered the door.
"Hey Tudgeman.Come in," he said to me.
"My name is Larry. Are your parents home?" I asked.
"No, why?" I stuck a cloth with sleeping gas on it over his nose, and he passed out.
That was almost too easy, I thought to myself.
I took him to a secluded area in a dump. I waited for him too wake up, and after twenty minutes of waiting(after he got to the dump) he awoke.
"Tudgeman, what are you doing?" he asked.
"You have hurt my one true love, you destroyed my chances of making love with her, and you never appreciated me, bitch," I said as I pulled out the mechetti my uncle gave me. I raised it over my head, and stabbed him. He let out an ear piercing scream, and I stabbed him
again. "Now you know the pain she suffered,"I said as I hit him once more. He died minutes after.
I stuffed him in a garbage bag, and went over to the Flores house. Ina answered the
door.
"Is he dead?" she asked.
"Yes, he's right here. What do you want me to do with him?"
"Put him on the McGuire front step, ring the door bell and run."
"Anything for you," I said as I brought her close.
"You won't enter me until the deed is done."
"Can't I have a piece?" I asked. She smiled, and kissed me hard. She kissed me like she
really didn't want to.
(Ina)
I hate having to play him like that. I know what he wants, but I don't want to give him it. I feel so dirty.
"I'll do as you wish," he told me.
"You'll get what you want when you get back," I replied. I feel like a slut, giving Larry his sexual pleasures for killing David.
Come to think of it, I enjoy kissing Larry, and the fact that we are going to make love. So maybe it's not being a whore, maybe it's being slow.Who knows, maybe I'll like it. Or maybe the feeling of guilt will grow.
(Larry)
I have pulled up to the McGuire house. I had been here before. I took Lizzie on my first date, and now, I was going to seriously piss her off. Wow, that makes sense. I carried the garbage bag containing Gordo, and placed it on their door step. I made sure no one was
looking, rang the door bell, ran to my car, and drove. I went down a few blocks, stopped the car, and heard a scream.
(Lizzie)
My Gordo is dead. Someone left his body at my door. My God, who would do this? I need to use my Nancy Drew techinques to figure out who did this. It was probably someone who hated both of us. Angel, Veruca, Kate? Who! I must know who killed my beloved!
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Chapter 4: A Slow, Painful Death
(Larry)
My love for Ina consumed me, and I would soon get rid of the one who screwed up my chances with Ina the whole time. He is going to suffer so much. These past days have been spent finding a way to kill him. I thought poison, but it didn't seem painful enough. This morning it
hit me. I would stab him. He isn't fast, and he wouldn't be able to ward off my blows. I have it all planned out.
*~**~The Next Day~**~*
I rang his door bell. I told him I would be coming. He answered the door.
"Hey Tudgeman.Come in," he said to me.
"My name is Larry. Are your parents home?" I asked.
"No, why?" I stuck a cloth with sleeping gas on it over his nose, and he passed out.
That was almost too easy, I thought to myself.
I took him to a secluded area in a dump. I waited for him too wake up, and after twenty minutes of waiting(after he got to the dump) he awoke.
"Tudgeman, what are you doing?" he asked.
"You have hurt my one true love, you destroyed my chances of making love with her, and you never appreciated me, bitch," I said as I pulled out the mechetti my uncle gave me. I raised it over my head, and stabbed him. He let out an ear piercing scream, and I stabbed him
again. "Now you know the pain she suffered,"I said as I hit him once more. He died minutes after.
I stuffed him in a garbage bag, and went over to the Flores house. Ina answered the
door.
"Is he dead?" she asked.
"Yes, he's right here. What do you want me to do with him?"
"Put him on the McGuire front step, ring the door bell and run."
"Anything for you," I said as I brought her close.
"You won't enter me until the deed is done."
"Can't I have a piece?" I asked. She smiled, and kissed me hard. She kissed me like she
really didn't want to.
(Ina)
I hate having to play him like that. I know what he wants, but I don't want to give him it. I feel so dirty.
"I'll do as you wish," he told me.
"You'll get what you want when you get back," I replied. I feel like a slut, giving Larry his sexual pleasures for killing David.
Come to think of it, I enjoy kissing Larry, and the fact that we are going to make love. So maybe it's not being a whore, maybe it's being slow.Who knows, maybe I'll like it. Or maybe the feeling of guilt will grow.
(Larry)
I have pulled up to the McGuire house. I had been here before. I took Lizzie on my first date, and now, I was going to seriously piss her off. Wow, that makes sense. I carried the garbage bag containing Gordo, and placed it on their door step. I made sure no one was
looking, rang the door bell, ran to my car, and drove. I went down a few blocks, stopped the car, and heard a scream.
(Lizzie)
My Gordo is dead. Someone left his body at my door. My God, who would do this? I need to use my Nancy Drew techinques to figure out who did this. It was probably someone who hated both of us. Angel, Veruca, Kate? Who! I must know who killed my beloved!
