TW: blood and gore is going to be implied in this chapter, if you are sensitive to that stuff, I suggest skipping to the next chapter.
𝙀𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑:
It's been a week now; I've been hanging with Madeleine a lot lately.
But there has been a problem I need to solve.
Latte has been interacting with the two of us aswell.
she seems more comfortable around him, how unacceptable.
Is it because of my behavior lately? Tsk.
As said before, she already knows I've been getting a little cozy on Madeleine.
I need to figure this situation out.
I glare at that same picture of Latte and Madeleine with pure disgust.
How will I do this?
I hear a knock on the door, I get a little startled.
I open the door, speak of the devil.
"Hey Espresso!" Latte says, calmly.
"Me and Madeleine are going to hang out. Wanna come?"
"As long as your calm now. You've been acting crazy."
"Hm. sure."
"Only because I want to make a move on him..." I respond.
"Alright."
"Let's go!"
Latte grabs my hand out of the door. (No, not like that-)
"Yay! Espresso's going after all!" Madeleine says.
My heart flutters, was he excited for me coming too? Wonderful!
I smile at him. "Well, I don't do anything but not leave the lab for 3 whole days anyway!"
"Well, where are we going to go anyway?" I ask.
"Well, I wanted to go to a cafe with yall!" He says, happily.
"Because we've been friends for a while, and why not?"
"Alright."
"Are we going to go, now?"
"sure."
It was a few hours spending with the two of them, we ate, we laughed, and had the best time.
Well, I mostly had the best time with Madeleine.
I had a great time to admit the least.
|| 𝘼 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧. ||
We were all walking home after our day had ended.
"Thank you for inviting me." I bow.
"Well Espresso, you agreed." Madeleine chuckles at me.
"I know-"
"Well, Cya."
I go inside my house, then I squeal a bit at how Madeleine treated me during the day.
He's so handsome and kind...
|| 𝘼 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧. ||
"Cya, Espresso!" Madeleine says, waving to me as I say bye to him after we hung out.
I shut the door and go into my lab.
Ah, I just cannot stop thinking about that day.
It's already Friday, I was wasting time.
I needed to find a solution to my problem.
a change.
suddenly, a knock on lab door was heard.
I open it, again, it was Latte, she looked more serious.
"Hey Espresso... We need to talk."
"Ack... What?" I say annoyed.
"Espresso."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Not this again..."
"I told you, I'm fine." I reply. "I was fine the other day too."
"No, you're not."
"Yesterday, I was leaving the school I teach at for magic."
"and while I was flying home, I saw you."
My eyes widen as I heard her say those words.
"I saw you around a corner watching Madeleine!"
"Look, I know you like him but... stalking him is just... creepy!"
"You need to stop!"
"if you keep doing it, I might inform him on what you're doing.. Plus, I'll inform authorities.."
"you're going a bit too far." Latte says, worried.
I was silent by the words that just came out of my own best friend's mouth.
I feel as if I've reached my limit of emotion for Latte.
Then, I finally snapped.
"Latte."
"If you think I'm so insane about this.."
"Let me tell you the truth."
I clench my fists in anger as I hold my brutal urge to punch her in the heart.
"There is no truth!" Latte interrupts.
"You're being creepy to madeleine and stalking him!"
"You're already insane!"
"What's the point in there being a truth?!" she yells at me.
"I already know your a sick FREAK!"
I grin, then I giggle to myself at her anger.
"You know.."
"You've been worried over nothing, you know."
I begin walking towards her, intimidatingly.
"You've never seen my true self, Latte."
"I've been like this."
"You don't know what my true tensions are, ANYWAY."
Latte grabs out her giant spoon for flying. "GET BACK, YOU CREEP!" she says, afraid and in disgust for me.
"I'LL DILE ALMOND COOKIE TO GET YOU RIGHT NOW!"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Latte screamed at me.
"Oh c'mon Latte, I'm not even finished yet..."
"You're scared, I can tell..."
"Deep inside, your a weak, pathetic, witch..."
"And may I ask."
"Do you think I'm going to let you tell him my true nature?"
"Ruin our friendship?"
"RUIN MY FUTURE WITH HIM?!" I yell at her.
Latte's eyes are in fear, she doesn't know what I'm about to do.
"Now that will never happen."
I get closer to her ear and giggle.
"....And I won't let it happen.."
suddenly, I reach for her giant spoon.
"NO! GET BACK, YOU PHYSCHO!"
I reach the spoon out of her hand in force, she falls to the floor.
My giggles turn into a maniacal laugh as I see her in pity, I finally get to let out what I've been wanting to do for so... LONG!
"Oh, and don't worry."
"I'll be treating Madeleine very well."
"Your job at protecting him has failed miserably.."
I raise the spoon up, Latte's eyes widen.
"However."
"The good thing about this is..."
"I don't need to worry about you anymore."
"you don't need to worry about madeleine."
".... And you don't need to worry about me.."
"Espresso.. Please.. NO!"
"DON'T!"
"STOP!"
I wack her hard in the face, she begins screaming at me to stop.
I repeatedly hit her as hard as I could, I couldn't keep my anger in any longer.
Gigantic amounts of Blood flows out of her mouth, she can barely speak.
I hit again.
"ESPRESSO PLEASE..!"
Blood was flowing on the floor, and it splattered on my clothes, I took another hit. I heard a crack in a part of her bones, and a meaty, sickening crunch from her body.
"I'LL MAKE SURE YOU WON'T MESS WITH HIM ANY LONGER!"
"YOU BITCH!"
I scream in anger and stab the spoon in her stomach, blood was splattered everywhere on my clothes and a bit on the wall.
I catch my breath and look down at her corpse.
Latte looked very dead to me. She had bruises, stab wounds, and her eyes were emotionless.
After all that, I was finally calmer now that I know she's dead and my anger is fully let out.
I grab the bloody spoon put of her stomach and put it down.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"I'm so sorry it had to come this way."
"But I had to do what I had to do."
"I was afraid it'd be like this."
"But.."
"My problem is now solved."
"...He's safe now.."
I took one last glare before looking away from my own lifeless, expressionless best best who knew me since elementary school.
Then, I shed a tear as I grab my phone and dialed 911.
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