His name he would never tell me, the people I killed for him I didn't know who they were, why I love him so much I don't know...there's only one thing that certain...I'd do anything for him.
"I want you to rob that old woman over there," he whispers into my ear and I smile. "Anything for you, my dear," I reply watching the old woman with my dark green eyes as she struggles with carrying the shopping bags she's holding. "Hello ma'am," I greet her as I play with a strand of my curly black hair. "Hello," the old woman replies giving me a sweet smile. To be honest...I kind of feel guilty...but I'd do anything for my dear lover. "Hand over your money," I demand holding my stained red dagger to her throat. Tears well up in the old woman's eyes as she gets out her wallet and hands it to me. I'm lucky that there's no one around to see that.
I press the leather wallet into my lover's hand and he pulls me close wrapping his fingers around my waist. Our lips connect for a moment before he pulls back and tells me to kill a little boy standing by himself. "Anything for you, my dear," I reply before I head over to the boy and take out my dagger pointing it to his chest. Then the boy starts to cry drawing the attention of a few people who were walking by. "Oi, what do ya think ya are doin' get that knife away from thee lad," a man says stepping towards me. "I am obeying my lover," I reply before throwing my dagger into the little boy's chest and he falls to the floor with a clatter. The group of people gasp as I pull the dagger out of the boy's chest with a scrape of my dagger against bone. I race off before anyone can do anything else, right back to where my lover waits in an alleyway. 352Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxN4G7FsZHk
This continued for years...me killing anyone he asks me to and him testing how far I would go for him before he asks me to do something I truly did not expect. "Kill yourself," he demands. "W-what," I ask thinking surely I heard wrong. "Kill yourself," he repeats breathing down my neck. "Okay..." I say unsurely as I bring my dagger to my throat. Maybe he would stop me...but I was wrong. I slit my throat. He didn't stop me. I killed me. That is how far I would go for my lover..."anything for you, my dear," I whisper as I die. Anything for you, my dear...anything at all.
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