this stupid girl, who doesn’t even love you.”
“You’re wrong!” Alex cried. “She has always loved me from the day we met! Tell him,
Jade!” Jade shook her head, crying, shaking and
screaming. The demon proceeded to grab Jade
by the neck.
“You don’t want this thing anyways, Alex!
Look at her! Crying, shaking! It’s pathetic!” the
demon said, tightening his grip. “Put her down!”
Alex ordered. “Put her down and take my life!
This wasn’t how the story was supposed to be!
You told me not to give her up and not to let you
down! I did what you wanted, now lock yourself
back up!” Time seemed to slow down. Everything around Alex just froze. The only thing he
could hear was the whispering screams of Jade
yelling his name and then a crack.
She was dead. The demon had killed her.
Alex filled with rage and anger, a million
different voices instructing him what to do ran
through his head. He knew what he had to do.
He had to kill the demon and end all of this.
Alex leapt for the knife still firmly planted in
Jade’s fiancé. He shook it at the demon violently. “Get out of my life and crawl back to the hole
you came from!” Alex firmly planted the knife
right into the demon’s heart. But the demon never even flinched; he only grew a smile and examined the knife. There was blood. But, it was not
the demon’s blood. It was Alex’s blood. Confused, Alex examined the room, scanning every
corner, ever crevice. He only saw the bodies of
the man he hated and the woman he loved. No
demon. Alex slowly looked down, blood gushing
and staining his forearm. There was never any
demon. It was always Alex. He had killed the
demon. He had killed himself. Alex collapsed to
the floor, struggling to remove the knife from its
freshly created wound. Alex slowly directed his
attention towards Jade’s body.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I never meant
for it to come to this. This wasn’t how the story
was supposed to go. You were supposed to be
mine. We were supposed to be happy. But, I deprived us both of that.” Alex’s vision slowly
dimmed as he let out his final words:
“Goodnight, my love.” It was done. The demon
had won, claiming the lives of those who did not
deserve the punishment. Jealousy had taken its
toll and left nothing but corpses on the floor.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for attending the show. I can feel your bodies shaking
and your blood curdling. I hope you all learned
something about this tale, that jealousy comes
with a price, sometimes more devastating than
others. Everyone carries a demon deep down inside of them, some are just more willing to cut the
chains and set it free, listening to the disgusting
advice it has to offer. It may shock you to know
this, but, this was my story. I am Alex. I was given the chance to present to you the tale of what
measures I was willing to go through to claim the
love of the girl I had been searching for my whole
life. My opportunity came knocking, and I answered with open arms. So the next time you find
yourself in a similar situation as mine, take my
advice, and let the story play out as it should be.
Do not take your demons own advice. With that,
I leave you with one final question. What would
you do to claim your prize in life and what consequences would you be willing to accept? That
will always remain up to you. Goodnight. Goodbye.
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