"for the last godamn time." | karlwastaken

1.4

Karl walked out and into the front porch. he saw a car pulling up to the driveway, probably just clay. "hey karl, why are you outside? its about to rain." karl felt this anger in him, boiling up to his throat. "karl? no babe or anything? it feels like- like you barely even care about me!" karl crossed his arms and looked directly into dreams eyes. "oh cmon karl please don't start now! for fucks sake! like 2 hours ago I just remembered I fucking killed a guy in a goddamn alleyway.." karl looked at me, shocked. he was angry, then he ran up the stairs and into the guest bedroom.

dreams pov:

I ignored karl and sat down to watch tv. it had past a few hours, I had fallen asleep on the couch but woke up in the morning. I got a phone call. "Hello, I am here to inform Mr. Taken that he needs to come back to finish off his work, if not he will be sued by our company, doing so might get him in jail. please meet us at ****** **** st. when and if he comes, we will give him a mansion, money, anything in the world. please do not tell a soul about this business."

I couldn't tell karl. he would probably break up with me for it. I hate killing people, I used to do it before since I had no other hobby but now, it felt different. I walked up to Karls room, hoping he wasn't up. but sadly I jinxed myself. "what do you want?" "please babe, just let me talk.." "yeah please! fucking talk, you've been ignoring me for what? a week!" "look Im sorry I just don't have the time." "you don't have the time because your hanging out with Amelia. Just talk to me! Just love me.." I stormed out furiously. "oh yeah karl, I'm moving out for some time, if you want you can come visit." maybe one bit of me actually wanted karl dead, I would stay alive and he didn't, I would still be dating George and live a happier life. no police, no murders, no weapons.