Written by Mikaila Manesh
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I spit the dirt from mouth and stood slowly as I brushed myself off. I blinked hard as I stared at the beautiful inky midnight sky. How did I get to the woods behind the house? I didn’t remember coming here. I sighed deeply and felt my lungs expand and stretch. Stretching. That sounded like a good idea. I smiled and cracked my neck into place. I stood and felt my whole body crack into place. I felt the corner of my lip twitch into a smile. He would like his surprise.
He should be happy for his surprise. He didn’t really think that I would leave him, did he? My love for him is eternal. The ground felt cool against my feet as I walked towards the warm house. Or would it be home? I felt too cold to call it home.
I grabbed the axe that was leaning against the wooden steps. I wonder why he would have it out. We would only light the fireplace for romantic nights in. I opened the door and heard low noises of pleasure fill the house. Not home. That bastard. I gripped the handle tighter and dragged it as I walked. How could he? I love him. I should be the one feeling the passion. Not feeling nothing.
The thud every time it went up another stair was deep sounding. It was satisfying as I threw open the bedroom door and flicked on the light. “Hello,” I smirked as I watching him cover Eliza. She supposed to be my best friend. Then again she always was a bitch.
“Jun-Juniper?!” He stammered pathetically.
“You didn’t really think that I wouldn’t let you celebrate with out me?” I said flatly in a dead voice.
“You’re supposed to be dead.” He squeaked as he covered Eliza more like he was protecting her. I had seen her goodies before. Too bad they were well used. Not just by her husband only.
I laughed lightly,”So that is why I was in the woods?” I didn’t feel shocked. I always knew something like this would happen, “I never thought you had the guts to do it.” “Pl-Please Juniper. Forgive me! I-I love you.” He said and started to stand. like he actually had a spine and was going to hurt me.
“Happy Valentine’s day.” I smiled and raised the axe.
