Kill for me. A terrifying request, but Gavin will take this request and do his best to complete it. He will suffer. He will reach the edge of his sanity. He will live in pain. But he will do all he can do to protect the people and the town he loves.
*About to get gruesome and there is going to be some language.
I don’t write love stories. Just a warning.*
Ginny froze and put up her hands to defend herself just as the axe made contact. Her hands were pinned to her face when she fell to the ground, landing flat on her back.
Gavin began to scream and laugh as he chopped her to pieces, inch by inch. When he was finished with his task, he tossed the pieces of her into the trees and they welcomed this new flesh with greedy delight. “Is it enough?!” He screamed. “Is it enough?!”
“No!” He heard them reply back in unison. “More. Feed us more!”
Gavin had never heard them talk out loud. Their voices had only existed inside his head up until now. This sudden vocalization stunned him, stunned him so much that he dropped his axe, and hurried inside. He would clean up later. He had to get away from them. He closed the door and dropped into a nearby corner, covering his ears, but he could hear them chanting – “More. Feed us more!”
He looked down at his wrists and thought of his pocket knife. He pulled it out and without hesitation slashed both wrists, to hell with his town he thought even though that thought crushed him. He had finally had enough and the town would have to take care of itself. He couldn’t do this anymore. But the blood never came. Instead, the wounds sat open for a moment, like red gaping mouths, and then they slowly healed themselves. He did it again and again and again and the result was always the same. He tossed the knife, hung his head, and cried. He was so ready for this nightmare to be over and he saw no end in sight. Even death wouldn’t take him.
Outside the trees chanted – “More. Feed us more!”
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