JJ - I must do this

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Warning: Murder. Blood. A lot of sadness.

IM GOING TO PUT A TRIGGER WARNING ON THIS ONE SHOT SO DONT READ IF YOU GET HURT EASILY BY THINGS LIKE THIS!!

Jacks POV

I looked across the room, seeing AJ sat on the sofa. Tonight would be the night. For years I faked it. Faked liking him. Faked loving him. Faked wanting to marry him. He fell for it. He thoughts we were a loved up couple that would take on the world forever. Oh was he wrong. Oh so wrong. The boys knew my plan. They had known it all along. They helped me do this. We arent as good as we seem. I smiled innocently, sitting down next to him.
"Hey Jacky." He smiled, leaning up at kissing me. He tasted like sugar. Almost too sweet. I put my arm round him, holding him close. He didnt expect a think. He still thought I was the love of his life. I looked up at the TV screen and smirked. He was watching Disney. How pathetic. Hes an adult not a 5 year old. I looked down at him, seeing him smiling softly.
"Wanna go up to bed soon babe?" I asked, almost gagging at the pet name I had called him.
"Yeah, Im a little tired." He giggled, looking up at me and kissing my cheek.  I smiled back. Im surprised he didnt realise how fake it was. I sighed, AJ turning off the TV.
"Ill be up in a second." I said, kissing his cheek. He walked up to our room and I snuck into the kitchen, slipping a knife into my pocket before walking upstairs. I walked into our room, AJ already asleep. I laid down and he snuggled into my a little.

How Innocent.

How Pure.

How Disgusting.

I slipped the knife out my pocket, smirking as I pushed the blade against his neck, sliding it across his neck, leaning over him, watching the white sheets fade to red. He had woken up and tried to scream out but I covered his mouth.
"Make a sound and this will be more painful!" I snapped, using the knife to rip the fabric of his shirt before plundging the knife into his chest, ripping it out before plunging it into his heart. He gasped. His squirming soon stopped along with his breathing. I laughed, taking my phone, calling the boys.

"Ive done it."

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