Title: Skeletons in the Closet: Volume III
By: Morgan Johnson
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh only the twisted mind that enjoys to torture the characters…
Title: Dinner is served
The young man made his way towards his girlfriend's house. Earlier that afternoon he had finally accepted her invitation after over a week of coming up with excuses not to. In all honesty he had been seeing an old flame. It wasn't that he didn't love his girlfriend; it just had gotten boring after the first five months.
He had been chatting with his old flame online when she had told him to meet her and it had taken off from there. He felt terrible about cheating but he knew that if he told Anzu about his ex Serenity, she would end up hurting herself since she wasn't exactly the most stable person in the world.
The young man knocked on Anzu's door and waited for her to answer. When she did, she looked as cheery as she always did when they saw each other and in his heart he knew that he was a bastard. "Bakura, sweety, come in. Dinner is ready, I'll go get it." She gave him a small kiss on the cheek, what she usually did when she had something up her sleeves. Bakura felt uneasy as he made his way towards the dining room and took a seat. He waited for Anzu to come and turned off his cell phone in case Serenity were to call. He didn't need to make up anything else to avoid hurting Anzu.
Anzu came from the kitchen holding a very large covered platter and he thought immediately that she had over done her dinner plans. She smiled sweetly at him and uncovered it to his displeasure. He looked horrified and felt sick to his stomach at the "meal". In the center of the platter, garnished and all, was Serenity's mutilated head. He looked up at Anzu and saw that she was smiling her sweet smile and then said: "Bon appetite"
Misery: So like it? Tell me but remember no flames. This story was inspired by my boyfriend Rhadamanthysdemon from this site. Thank you sweety for being my inspiration for revenge and gore, love ya…later