Disclaimer: If I owned it, this is how things would have actually turned out.
A/N: Got the idea while listening to A Perfect Circle's Thirteenth Step. I quite like this one actually. Short and dark. Please leave your comments. I like your comments. Your comments are good.
Solutions:
You whimper slightly as I run my icy hand down your cheek, caressing your neck and the large amount of your chest your top leaves bare. You have never seen me express all the wants, all the needs that I have had for all this time, yet you do nothing to stop me.
This place is public, nighttime or not, but you do not impede me from sliding my hands up your shirt and caressing your breasts. You give yourself to me willingly, but it's too late. This is all I've wanted and nothing I want at the same time. I capture your mouth with my own, you taste so different from the way I imagined. Less sweet and more bitter.
My fingers fly to the lower buttons of your skimpy top, and I undo them until I reach your ribs, exposing your flat stomach. I've already decided what I want from you. I push you down, onto the frozen ground and straddle you. I dip down and kiss you once more, taking your face in my hands gently.
You do not realize my intent until it is far too late. I lift you up, your eyes blank and your head hanging at an odd angle, golden hair around your face. You are limp and lifeless. I smile at my clever solution to all your problems, see, princess? It's not so bad after all. No more feeling unwanted, no more sadness, no more worries, no more lies. And by solving your troubles, I've solved my own too.
I look around the graveyard as I carry you out, wondering where I should leave your body. Because I really can't have you with me when Dru and I skip town.
Fin