Corey was on the tour bus, waiting anxiously to see Iris.
He needed to talk to her.
He needed to apologize to her for everything.
He realized how much he needed and loved her.
He didn't want to lose her because of his stupid mistake.
He got to the house.
It was quiet.
He tried calling Iris's name, but no one answered.
He had tried calling her when he was on his way home, and she didn't answer.
'Where is she?' He asked himself.
Then, Corey walked into his bedroom...
And there lay Iris, smooched with blood.
Her eyes were closed.
She had cuts and bruises everywhere.
Corey's eyes trailed down to her stomach...
That's where Jeramy stabbed her.
Corey screamed.
He ran over to Iris's lifeless body, and cried.
He cried, and threw up.
He grabbed a blade and cut himself until he threw up again.
He wanted to feel the same pain he had given Iris.
He didn't care.
He didn't care about the stained carpet, or the deep cuts he had made on his wrists.
He only cared for one thing.
He had failed her.
He had lost the only thing he ever really loved.
He let her down.
Emotionally, and physically.
He was such a fool.
He was blind to think that she would be safe alone.
That was the reason he let her move in, in the first place.
To keep her safe.
And he failed her.
He failed to keep her fragil heart from shattering.
He was a selfish monster to betray her like that.
Corey reached for his phone, and looked at the last message he had received from Iris.
It was a voicemail.
It was sent the day she died.
The message was her, telling Corey how much she loved him and how sorry she was.
But for what?
He should be the one apologizing.
And she thought it was her fault.
Corey couldn't breathe.
He dropped his phone in the mixture of blood and puke.
He felt like he was being choked to death.
Anger pulsed through Corey's body.
Jeramy did this.
Corey would kill him.
He didn't care if he would be arrested, he deserved it anyway.
He would kill Jeramy...
For Iris.
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Seven Deadly Stages Of Love
FanfictionHe's alone. She's alone. He feels forgotten. She feels unimportant and alone. His name is Corey. Her name is Iris. They're both alone. But what if they end up alone. . . Together?
