Everything That Kills Me Novels & Stories

I killed her; I f*cking left her to die. I gripped my hair in anger. Pain and agony burned in my chest; anger filled my mind. It's been a year, but the deep burning in my chest is still fresh and new. The hollow feeling, the emptiness, kills me. The guilt and hurt suffocate me. My heart clenches every night. The need to hold her in my arms keeps me awake. The nightmares terrify me. Her warmth is all I need, but I can't have it. I let the absolute best thing that ever happened to me slip through my fingers. I killed the only light in my life.

Whoever interferes with me, I will kill him and we will both go to hell. ***

From behind his back, he pulled out a sharp utility knife he had prepared before coming home and decided to personally destroy Nova, the demon who had killed me. "You don't get to replace Tina after killing her. You're not worthy." Right after saying that, he lunged forward and ruthlessly slashed the knife across Nova's neck. "Crack!" The knife sliced through her throat, exposing a chaotic mess of multicolored wires. Electricity crackled loudly, and the sweet smile on her face froze. She tried to speak, but the sounds she could make were only distorted glitch noises. Moments later, her body collapsed heavily onto the floor, and the light in her eyes went dark. She never moved again.

After a long, stunned silence, she slapped herself hard across the face. "It's all my fault, Kaia. You still hate me, don't you? Hit me. I never should've treated you like that. I deserve to die..." She kept slapping herself. Again. And again. That was when I realized... I didn't feel much anymore. No satisfaction. No anger over dying so young. Not even happiness at seeing Mom again. My connection to this world had faded. "Mom." My voice was barely above a whisper. "I don't blame you. But... I don't love you anymore."

Instead, my thoughts wandered to the things I left unfinished—the manuscript I hadn't completed before my death, the kitten that had just regained its vitality, and the child that had died inside me, never fully formed, never to see the light of day. Arianna's shrill voice snapped me back to the moment. "Vincent! Don't you dare slander me!" Her voice trembled, filled with outrage. "Where's the proof? You have no evidence! I'll sue you for defamation!"

Kai An onslaught of morbid emotions corrodes every cell in my body, and I think my humanity must have broken from how murderous I'm seething. I leaned back in my chair, arsenic flooding my veins, with the smoky sting of nicotine fogging my senses. I had killed once in self-defense, but maybe it was time to rekindle old sins. Not with survival, but taking my time, slow and steady, and picking out every strand of arteries inside those motherf**kers, until they bleed dry, and arranging their bones in alphabetical order.

He slipped and was about to fall off the cliff. However, he grabbed my hand and begged me. “Don’t let go! I’m begging you. I don’t want to die!” I found that ridiculous. “Didn’t you want to kill me just now?” Of course, he would not admit that. He hurriedly shook his head. “No, dear. Don’t worry. I never wanted to kill you. I was just joking.” I watched him indifferently. “This is your last chance. Otherwise, I could always let you fall. No one will know if someone dies here, right?”

He knew what he made me do. I fucking killed a guy... I fucking killed a guy... I fucking killed a guy... I kept on chanting the words in my mind, hoping it was all a dream.