Skulls and Roses || BL 18+

37-Guilt-trip

She was already dead.

She was already a corpse.

Just a cold flesh.

Tristan wipes his mouth off and gets away from her body immediately.

The realisation makes his mind go blank.

What had he just done?

But the lingering feelings in his thigh felt so real.

Without thinking much about it, Tristan grabbed some tissue from the toilet and wiped his manhood off

Then his dirt off of her parts.

He zipped his pants up and waited for Anthony to return.

After 7-8 minutes...

"Hey, I finally found them."

"Okay."

"Did you...umm...kill her?"

"No."

"Why!???"

"Because she is already dead".

"What?"

"Yup."

"But...that can't be true!! I just-I just banged her head with the bottle...I'm sure she is just passed out".

"Are you serious right now? Do you know what kind of a mess you have made of a human body? Do you think people live after that? Just cleaning her up makes it so hard for me!"

"No...no..."

"What?"

"No...no...I am not a murderer! No...!!!"

Anthony breaks down and drops on the ground. He holds his head as if in madness, and shivers in fear.

He truly looked like a madman.

That was the moment Tristan realised.

Even though, they were inherently very similar.

But they were also very different.

Because Anthony felt guilt.

And Tristan lacked it at all.

That's what gave Tristan, the upper hand in the wild.

Tristan decided to keep quiet about what he had done.

And instead...

"Anthony, what's done is done. You need to get up and do this now bro, otherwise it would be very late. And I'm afraid that I won't be able to help you at all".

Anthony looks up at him with terrified eyes.

"Let's do it"

Anthony nods.

Tristan seemed like a ray of hope to him at that moment.

Like the friend who threw a rope at his way, which was his only way out of this hellfire.

Hence, he clinged onto it tightly.

Not realising that the rope was actually tied around his neck.

Because, Tristan never really intended to help him.

But saving up his is guilt, as a credit for the future.

Which would allow him control over this man.

"Let's wear the gloves before touching her."

He guided his friend like a skillful teacher.

And together they dismembered her body.

At first, they thought of burning a few of the parts in the chimney, along with the bedsheet and the clothes or any other objects that could potentially have her DNA.

But since the chimney was small, they decided to only go for her torso and the bedsheets.

Tristan was neat and meticulous.

He knew what exactly had to be done.

He asked Anthony to wash her hands off very roughly and pluck her nails which may have scraped him slightly.

And then, they collected the remaining parts and stuffed them in a plastic bag and decided to bury her in the hills.