Aaron’s body stiffened as several crimson stains angrily growled at him from the entranceway to Chloe’s apartment.


    Just the sight of them made his head feel stuffy, as if he was drunk all over again. A wriggling sensation deep within his cranium appeared, feebly attempting to prevent him from entering the decrepit apartment.


    Hands clammy, the emerald-orbed boy balled them into fists as he strengthened his resolve.


    Whatever was going on inside there had become his problem as soon as he opened that goddamn door.


    “But it wasn’t like I had an option in not coming here… I don’t even remember setting the alarm that led me here in the goddamn first place!” He inwardly protested, frustrated at his sudden loss of memory and lack of current options.


    Maybe he was just particularly sleepy when he set it. Yeah. That must be it.


    A loud and familiar whimper sounded from within the apartment, causing his legs to involuntarily jolt forwards, leading him into whatever danger laid awaiting him inside.


    The room was completely pitch black, devoid of light apart from the lonely rays that courageously ventured from the feeble sun that slowly descended in the dark sky outside.


    But even that would soon disappear; stepping into the apartment, Aaron let go of the heavy door, flinching at the anguished squeal that erupted from it as it slammed back into its frame.


    There really was no going back now.


    Hearing two sets of breathing, one steady and the other laboured, the boy went to move his head towards the origin of the sounds.


    But Chloe’s voice beat him to it.


    “Aaron! Help… me! This crazy bitch is trying to kill me!” A small orange-haired girl cried out; her posture slightly leaned back as if she was resisting tremendous force.


    Her voice was out of breath but had a tinge of hope embedded within it, as if her spirit had been completely resurrected just from his seemingly timely appearance.


    Two orbs darted over to a larger blonde figure, their entire body covered by a strange liquid, but that wasn’t the important part.


    Chloe’s attacker was currently pushing down a kitchen knife towards the smaller girl’s throat, orbs locked in on the smaller girl’s figure, completely ignorant of his sudden appearance.


    The small girl was suddenly pushed back slightly, the knife growing ever closer to Chloe’s scarred neck, causing Aaron to quickly advance towards the two girls without any time to plan.


    Tackling the blonde to the ground with a staggering amount of momentum, Aaron sent the girl tumbling towards the floor, the knife still somehow tightly held within her grasp.


    Unable to control himself, the brunet fell atop his friend’s aggressor, a loud gurgle of pain erupting from below him as a sickening crunch entered his ears.


    Suddenly, the body below him grew still. Deathly so. Gaze slowly craning down towards the blonde, Aaron’s pupils dilated from the horrific sight that laid before his emerald orbs.


    There laid a knife deeply lodged within Ella’s throat, a black liquid streaming from the lethal wound that he had inflicted upon her.


    Her crazed orbs locked onto Aaron, fear evident in them as pain consumed her quickly fading consciousness. A few tears seeped from them, washing away the caked blood that had previously found itself there.


    Attempting to say something, the boy heard a few gurgles erupt from Ella’s lips, but nothing intelligible came forth.


    Blood shot out from her mouth, the result of the girl trying to stop herself from choking on her own blood, a futile endeavour.


    The blood covered Aaron’s countenance as a terrified grimace dominated his expression.


    Breathing slowly halting, the life within her eyes died out right in front of the boy, her final moments forever ingrained within his mind.


    Maybe if she hadn’t been grasping the knife so tightly in the moment before Aaron tackled her, she’d still be alive. Some part of Aaron, a part hid so deeply within him that he didn’t even register the feeling, enjoyed the scene before him.


    Karma was indeed one hell of an evil bitch.


    Due to being suddenly thrust backwards, Ella’s grip on the knife had caused it to swing backwards into her throat. She definitely hadn’t intended on killing herself, but Chloe’s final push right before her being tackled played a large role in making such a dastardly thing take place.


    Hands trembling from what had just occurred, Aaron unconsciously attempted to remove the knife from within Ella’s throat and stop the bleeding, shoving his hands atop the location of her injury and putting a frightening amount of pressure on her wound, almost as if he had thought that he could force her wound to heal so he could reclaim his old life.


    However, he knew that what just occurred would grant him an unrefusable new one.


    But such a futile action would never achieve any merit, especially on a deceased corpse.


    A small giggle sounded from behind him, but Aaron wasn’t even listening. Instead, certain thoughts were crossing his mind at breakneck speeds.


    “Did I… Did I just kill someone? A person? I… I killed them?” His inner self trembled, not wanting to believe what he had just thought.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.


    “No… No, No, No… I… I-I haven’t killed anyone. This was just… It was just self-defence. Yeah. Self-defence… I walked in on my… being attacked by a deranged… murderer… It was the natural thing to do! I had no other option! I didn’t mean for her to die! I just wanted to save Chloe!” He reasoned, already feeling better about his brave actions by the second.


    At least he had been feeling better until Chloe had to go and fuck it all up.


    A high-pitched, quivering voice trembled as she spoke, as if she was almost scared of him!


    “A-Aaron? A…A-Aaron? What have you done? Is… Is she breathing?”


    Her small figure limped over to the brunet who laid atop Ella’s corpse.


    Aaron grinded his teeth, unresponsive.


    A sharp gasp sounded from the small orange haired girl, tears seeping down from her singular orb as she feebly fell to the ground, kicking her legs on the carpet in order to distance herself from him.


    “What have you done?” She screamed, her hands clawing at her face, desperately attempting to shield herself from the sight that laid bare before her eyes.


    A low growl escaped from Aaron’s mouth, a solemn stream of crimson forcing its way out from within his lips.


    “Chloe! I didn’t mean to! Believe me! I… I just wanted to protect you against this girl! I really thought you were about to die!” He hastily explained himself, his hands frantically waving around in order to express his sincerity.


    But the orange-haired girl seemed to have broken down and become unresponsive, a never-ending stream of tears flowing from within her two folded arms that were tightly clinging her legs to her body.


    Aaron stared at the girl below him, who seemed to have completely broken down.


    “Was all that talk of suicide bullshit? Could this girl really kill herself? This girl, who has broken down just from the sight of a corpse?” He questioned to himself, mind thinking back to the scenes where she’d forced herself on him.


    The small girl slowly rocked back and forth, her hands now pulling her hair as she quietly begged someone who no longer existed within the material world.


    “Please… Please don’t hurt me anymore… Please Nathan! I just want to go home!” She wept, her movements growing even more frantic as Aaron grew close.


    “Murderer! Murderer! Don’t come near me you… you PSYCHO!” She screamed out after realising that Aaron was still getting closer to her even after her previous statement.


    Deep down, she knew begging was never going to work. After all, it hadn’t been effective all those other times, so why would it be now?


    The brunet’s expression grew still, unsure as to how to proceed. What the fuck was he supposed to do now? Seeing the orange haired girl’s state hurt him, it really did.


    A new wave of anger surged within his body as he once again cursed the demon that had hurt Chloe so much.


    And he had to unleash it somehow.


    If he didn’t move fast, and put an end to her fit, the police would be called. And with how Chloe was acting right now, Aaron was pretty sure she’d be unable to accurately retell what had happened here.


    Heck, he didn’t even know if she’d ever recover from the panic attack she was currently having. She seemed… broken. And in a way that didn’t look like a cure was…


    “How the fuck do I stop her from freaking out… After all I did for her, this is how she fucking repays me? After that fucking blackmail bullshit, she tried to pull on me…? Blackmail? Blackmail…” Aaron frantically scrambled to come up with a plan, a cynical smile blooming within his blood-stained visage.


    Squatting down to Chloe’s level, Aaron made his voice as low as possible before harshly grabbing the small girl’s shaking shoulders in a powerful grip to stop her from moving.


    “You aren’t going to fucking tell anyone about this, alright? Otherwise, it’ll all start again…” He whispered into her ear, looking for a reaction from the girl.


    But nothing changed, her breath rapidly increasing in speed as she began to hyperventilate.


    Thinking for a few more seconds, the boy added a few more words to his threat, feeling as though it would do the trick.


    “And trust me, I’d love to torture you all over again… So be a good girl and close that pretty mouth of yours… Or I might just get the urge to cut it up again…” He lowly growled, his smile growing in size after seeing Chloe freeze, her breathing quickly stabilising as her singular golden orb slowly panned towards his figure, which was now closing hanging above her, his right hand placed upon the wall behind Chloe, trapping her escape path to the door.


    The small-orange girl’s head slowly shook up and down as she signalled her understanding.


    Aaron’s body relaxed as he let out a sigh of relief, closing his eyes for a brief moment.


    Just then, a small smile grew upon Chloe’s face as she shot towards the door, her pace a second too slow due to her injured thigh.


    The brunet’s right hand instantly found itself upon the small girl’s ankle as he dragged her closer to him, quickly feeling Chloe’s laboured breathing upon his cheek as he completely quelled her escape attempt.


    A grimace was splayed across Aaron’s face as he grinded his teeth together in frustration.


    “How the fuck do I stop her from trying to escape…!” He angrily pondered, before suddenly pulling Chloe’s body close to his with his left hand.


    Feeling her body pressed firmly against his, Aaron cleared his mind and forced himself to cry.


    “If she wants to play crazy, then I’ll just have to play crazy.” He calmly concluded, making his breathing sound frantic.


    Burrowing his face into her chest like she had done to him just a few days ago, Aaron cried out in a distressed voice.


    “I THOUGHT I WAS ALL YOU HAD??? Was… Was that all a lie?” He wept, slightly increasing his grip on her every second he didn’t get a response.


    Chloe’s terrified expression conformed into one of utter pain, unbearable emotional pain.


    Enduring his tightening grasp, the small orange-haired girl quietly spoke, “It… It wasn’t… You’re all I have… But even you are! You’re just like those two!”


    Aaron frantically shook his head as he responded, his voice drenched in pain, “No! No! No! All that I’ve done was for you! I’m not like them! I’d never hurt you! I promise! I love you, Chloe! Don’t! Don’t you dare try to leave me!”


    “I don’t want to do what I’m about to do… but consider it payback… for when you forced yourself upon me. Now we’re even, Chloe.” Aaron solemnly thought before springing into action.


    Slithering a hand up towards her blood-soaked orange hair that he’d looked at for half of his childhood, Aaron pushed his lips onto Chloe’s and forcefully shut her up.


    The kiss was so damn overwhelmingly one-sided, with the small girl even fighting back at the start. But soon her resistance quickly quelled as she melted into him and started to reciprocate.


    “It seems like her attraction to me is stronger than whatever hell she’s gone through. Dunno if I should be happy or not…” The black-haired male joked, enjoying their kiss almost so much that he nearly managed to escape the situation he found himself in for a second or two.


    But alas, human needed cursed air.


    As the two parted, both parties kept their eyes trained upon each other, two emerald orbs full of lust, the other golden orb slightly guarded, but mostly calm.


    Aaron felt an uncontrollable smile devour his countenance as he took him Chloe’s flushed expressions, her cheeks dusted pink, decorated with crimson as her eyes were completely lost in a trance within his.


    A small laugh escaped Aaron’s lips as he slowly lowered his lips towards the small orange-haired girl’s again.


    “I might as well enjoy myself a bit whilst I’m at it. Life be damned. And Lea… I’m sorry. But I’ve no choice but to leave you behind. I enjoyed our time together, I really did. And I thought it be you and me until the end. But life is cruel and complicated. Fate is unpredictable and… irresistible.”


    Losing himself to temptation again, he shut the already quiet girl up once again and pushed her completely down on the dirtied floor.


    All the while a pair of orbs, completely devoid of life, stared at the two murderers passionately losing themselves to lust, crimson tears departing from her orifices in a lonely protest.