It hurts to see my love taken away by someone else.
It hurts more when my love was taken away by my very own best friend.
He told me he would support me in any way, I never knew he would go after my love.
He promised me..
Now all I have is the pill in my hand.
A man in the street gave it to me as I watched the couple walk away hand in hand.
He told me it would 'get rid of all of my problems'
And he told me to take it with mountain dew.
I took the pill in my mouth, pushing it down with mountain dew.
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"How can you do this?!" He said as he whimpered on the ground. I stared at him blankly.
"She was going to be mine."
"Cristiana? I thought you told me you gave us your blessing?"
"YOU NEVER TOLD ME IT WAS HER! SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE MINE!"
"Chill, Listen, I'm gonna propose to her tomorrow, since I may have accidentally knocked her u-"
"DIE!" I cut him off as I stomped on his nuts. He groaned in pain as I saw the blood staining his pants.
I felt myself smirk.
'Very good. He was getting it anyway..'
"I h-hope you rot in hell." He spat out. I frowned in disgust as I picked up the bucket of oil and poured it all over his body.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I didn't say anything as I kicked the air out of his lungs.
He passed out.
I dug in my pocket and got a box of matches.
'do it'
I followed and lit up the match and threw it on the unconscious body.
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"I do." I say as I tightened my grip on Cristiana's hand to remind her that she's mine and only mine.
I saw her flinch in pain for a bit, then smiled through it.
My eyes made contact with hers.
It was once bright and loving, now it was..dead.
Like her parents.
"You may now kiss the bride." The priest announced, and with no hesitation, I roughly kissed her.
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"One Last Push!!!"
Screams filled the room, then followed by silence.
I stared at the infant in the nurse's hand.
It was dead.
She gave the child to me as I observed the child's features.
It was obvious the child was not mine....
I growled in anger and threw the child back at the nurse, leaving the room.
I sat down on the waiting chairs and placed my hands on my face.
"What should I do? The child does not look anything like me."
'That child will be of great use to you in the future, I suggest you keep it.'
"Hm, You did help me with everything, alright." I stood up, about to go back until a nurse approached me, her eyes were shimmering and full of hope.
"She's alive!"
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"Be nice to your Aunt Heidi." I told my beautiful 6-year old daughter.
She nodded and gave me one last hug.
"I'll miss you daddy." I returned the hug then pulled.
I left the residence and walked to my car, my beautiful wife in the passenger's seat.
Her expression tells me she's not happy about my decision. Leaving 'my' only child with a woman I am not related to.
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"You're not going to get her back aren't you?" My beautiful wife asked me.
I shook my head and opened the door to our house.
It was silent.
but I can hear voices in my head.
'She never loved you'
'You should just kill yourself, your wife hates you.'
'She cheated on you with your best friend.'
I clutched my head and fell on my knees.
"A-are you okay?" My beautiful wife asked me worriedly.
I screamed in pain and ran inside the house.
I tried to get rid of the voice inside my head by pushing furniture off everything, breaking them, but it's still there.
'You can never get rid of me.'
'Take me inside you.'
I felt someone trying to restrain me, I can't let that happen. I punched the person..
My beautiful wife...
I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a match.
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.'
'You never loved her.' It repeated. Again and Again...IT WON'T STOP.
I subconsciously lit the match and set fire on the curtain.
The flames instantly spread to the living room, on where my wife was but..
I felt myself walked towards the back door.
I wasn't in control of my body...
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I'm homeless, My Wife is dead, My child is gone.
I stood before a bridge. I wanted to jump.
'do not.'
I disobeyed and climbed on to the railings.
Nobody seemed to care.
I sighed.
This is the new society now.
Everyone is on their phones...
I took this opportunity to hover a foot.
But I felt my body being controlled again.
I was back on ground.
'Don't forget our deal.'
'Our deal?'
'I made your life better, now I want you to do what I want.'
'What's the point... I lost my house, my wife, my bestfriend...'
'Don't forget your daughter.'
'My..daughter?'
'She may be not biologically yours, but she's a part of Cristiana as well..'
'My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter, My daughter.."
'Yes, yes. Now I'll propose a new deal. I help you get your daughter back to your hands, only if you hep me with world domination..'
'Yes, only for my daughter, only for Y/N..'
I stepped away from the bridge and started walking...Where?
To find my daughter.
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Edited - X