(This is a story for my creepypasta version of my Pokémon Oc and my Gfs) Octive had always been jealous of Spice. How he was always so happy,and had a loving family and...husband,why couldn't he have that? all he had was his 'partner' and even then he didn't show an ounce of love towards him. What if Octive loses his composure and finally snaps? Contains -Self harm -stariving self -abuse - trauma If these triggers you please do not read. Characters: Spice,Octive,Jupiter and Shadow belong to me Moon Skull and Skully belong to @Cross_Lunar