Knives

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Author's note: This story takes place the same time 'Play dumb' does, right after 'Nightmares belong in boxes'. 
 Also, Trigger warning for: past abusive relationships, and mentions of grooming.

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Enzo lifted the door to his apartment above his store. Finally, he was home.

He could still feel some left over anger in him.

He clenched his fists.

Three's nightmare of his ex was still fresh in his mind.

Maybe, it's because it remined him of his own evil ex.

He hasn't done this in a while but, his anger was too strong.

He got out his old dartboard. It had many dents and scratches, paint was chipping off, and it was somewhat dusty. 

Enzo got out a photo of that damned son of bitch and taped it to the board.

Then, he got out his knives.

He threw one, it hit an eye. Enzo wished he could do that to the real him.

Enzo threw another, hitting the side of the dartboard. Like how everyone was blind-sighted and tricked by him.

Another knife was added, this time hitting his crotch. He did disserve to have his dick chopped off, he treated Enzo like a sex toy. 

Knife after knife hit the board, with awful memories coming up with each one.

Their first date was now a sour memory to him.

Their first time together in bed now made him feel icky.

How only he was not bothered by Enzo going insane after Mario ruined his birthday party. He should've known something was wrong, but Enzo was isolated by everyone else.

To when Enzo found out he was cheating on him. 

But he wasn't just cheating on him. No. That would make his blood boil enough.

He cheated on him with minors.

Kids.

Enzo remembered the look on his face when Enzo held his phone looking at the incrementing evidence.

He tried to accuse it and blame it on Enzo. Enzo was mature enough to see through his bullshit.

 They got into a scramble; Enzo won. 

The phone was brought to the police, even if Enzo had to go to jail for trying to kill Mario and Smg4, it was worth it. To make sure those kids never had to deal with him ever again.

Enzo threw the final knife on the board, in the middle of sheet. The force of the final throw caused the paper to fall off the board.

The photo was of a Mario re-color with dark skin wearing a yellow hat and shirt, dark gold overalls and orange gloves.

Enzo felt tears run down his face. He crumpled up the photo.

"Why must you still haunt me to this day?

Starman."

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