sitting on the grass while looking at the stars as you gaze at your bloody hands and a knife on the ground while your enemy’s corpse in on the ground..

he’s laying there..beautifully and peacefully dead..but then you find yourself crying..because..he was also your soon to be lover..

he confessed his feelings to you..but before then..you killed him..and there was nothing you could do about it..

but..he slowly opens his eyes and he smiles..your smile faded..as he shows his fangs..