Dear Luke

murder (3.3)

~michael~

"michael get away from me!"

of course, he thought. i wouldn't get away from him. he said my kitten won't ever wake up again. bullshit.

i scanned over at the counter, when i spotted a shining blade. a knife. a smirked was immediately drawn onto my face as i eyed my dad, his expression making me even more thirsty for blood flowing from every part of his body.

i made my way over to the counter chuckling evilly. i could hear my dad running towards the front door but lucky for me it was locked and the keys were in my pocket.

"fuck!" i heard him screaming in whispers. it only made me laugh devilishly. i found it funny when they were terrified.

i grabbed the knife harshly and turned around to meet with my father who only stared. didn't move but only stared.

i stepped closer to him, pushing him down onto the floor. i've killed many people now, it's not new anymore so i knew what i was doing.

"michael, i'm your father" he stuttered, breathing heavily. "you don't know what you're doing, michael stop!" he yelled again only causing me to come closer.

"you should've thought before saying those words" i whispered, the sharp object dancing softly around his skin, not hurting him yet.

"i-i'm sorry, i'll do anything, michael please just let me go" he begged but it didn't work. he screwed up. he'll regret every single word that came out of his dirty mouth.

"i love him!" i took a deep breath trying to hold back my tears that were about to fall down my cheeks. i exhaled, but this time i couldn't hold them inside, i let them out.

"i fucking love him!!!" i screamed on top of my lungs stabbing him over and over into his throat, and then stomach. he gagged, blood squirting out of his mouth.

i didn't stop stabbing but i only slowed down as i cried louder screaming luke's name. at one point i stabbed into the numb body so deep that the knife came through.

i crawled into my bedroom, leaving the limp body of my dead father behind in the hallway but taking the knife with me.

i cried myself to sleep before cutting a name into my arm.

"L U K E".

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it's like 1 am. sorry.

- bubble x