"You are a fuckin' stalker", she screamed as she jumped up from the chair and started to run towards the door. But her legs gave in and she fell into his arms.
"I love you", he said while taking her to the chair and tying her legs and arms.
"I don't love you, you filthy bastard. Get your filthy paws off of me. Just let me go.", said as she struggled to untie herself.
Cupping her face with his hands.
"But I love you baby".
Out of complete disgust and utter frustration, she spat on his face.
He held his dagger close to her throat.
" One more word against my love and i will slit your throat open. You get it?"
Ignorant of his threat she again abused his love.
"I hate you, you bastard."
His anger was now on par with his love. The anger that had brewed inside him just needed a spark to explode. And a spark was something she was never short of.
"I will put you into a prison, you motherfucker. I hate you. I won't even look at you let alone love you."
As these words entered his ears, his hand that held the dagger drew back and thrust it into her chest. In and out that dagger went as he screamed for her approval.
"You love me, bitch. Say it."
As the ire inside him cooled down, he realized what he had ruined. The blood dripping from the blade of his dagger was the testimony of the futility of his anger. He was broken. As he held her face with his blood smeared fingers he rued, hated his own self. The tears that were flowing from his eyes were the blood drops that had pumped his heart into a new life. And they were slowly dying now, so was the new life.
In the same fit of rage that had him kill her, his hand once again moved, this time forward and ended up into his own heart. As he bled his last drops of blood, he could see her beautiful green hazel eyes and that captivating smile.
"I love you too", said she.
"A 19 year old girl killed by a stalker", read the morning news headlines.
He was a lover that would now be forever remembered as a stalker.
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"I love you", he said while taking her to the chair and tying her legs and arms.
"I don't love you, you filthy bastard. Get your filthy paws off of me. Just let me go.", said as she struggled to untie herself.
Cupping her face with his hands.
"But I love you baby".
Out of complete disgust and utter frustration, she spat on his face.
He held his dagger close to her throat.
" One more word against my love and i will slit your throat open. You get it?"
Ignorant of his threat she again abused his love.
"I hate you, you bastard."
His anger was now on par with his love. The anger that had brewed inside him just needed a spark to explode. And a spark was something she was never short of.
"I will put you into a prison, you motherfucker. I hate you. I won't even look at you let alone love you."
As these words entered his ears, his hand that held the dagger drew back and thrust it into her chest. In and out that dagger went as he screamed for her approval.
"You love me, bitch. Say it."
As the ire inside him cooled down, he realized what he had ruined. The blood dripping from the blade of his dagger was the testimony of the futility of his anger. He was broken. As he held her face with his blood smeared fingers he rued, hated his own self. The tears that were flowing from his eyes were the blood drops that had pumped his heart into a new life. And they were slowly dying now, so was the new life.
In the same fit of rage that had him kill her, his hand once again moved, this time forward and ended up into his own heart. As he bled his last drops of blood, he could see her beautiful green hazel eyes and that captivating smile.
"I love you too", said she.
"A 19 year old girl killed by a stalker", read the morning news headlines.
He was a lover that would now be forever remembered as a stalker.
------------------------- END OF STORY---------------------------
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