Virgin boy episode 4 – finale

Virgin Boy
episode 4
Shit! I stood there frozen until the next knock drew me back to reality. ‘What the…? ‘
‘What do i do?’ I asked myself as my heart beat paced faster. I noticed a window in the kitchen.
“Hello, it’s your neighbour James. I heard some noise while passing by. Is everything Okay?”
The door knob twisted. Shit! He was bout to come in.
I proceeded to the window and jumped through, landed outside but sprained my ankle in the process.
“Bloody Hell!” James screamed.
I began limping around gradually. Across the street, there was a cop was doing patrol. He flashes his light on me. Probably he noticed I was limping and wanted to know what happened to me.
I, However kept on walking, not looking towards him. He horned, in hopes to get my attention but I turned deaf years nonetheless. Eventually, he drove off.
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Immediately I got home, I pulled off my shirt which had blood stains all over. Didn’t want her to see it, it’s raise suspicion.
Found her asleep at the couch, I didn’t wanna wake up so I just walked by slowly, unfortunately her phone rang.
“Uhhh.. ” she yawned.
“Hey babe, ” I grinned in facade.
“Where Ya been? Wait I have a call.”
Clearly looking at the phone, it was a call from “Her Number”. But how come? I just murdered him now..
She picked the call however and busted into tears dropping the phone on the floor.
“What happened?” I asked in surprise.
“My uncle just died, The police just called me now to come he body .
D–n! She was an awesome liar. I acted as though I believed her änd she left.
I hurriedly rushed get my previous clothe, the one that got stained with blog. I went backyard, grabbed and set the clothes alit.
‘Burn the evidence’ I learnt that from many movies I’ve watched.
A warm smile descended upon my face, in that moment I felt joyous until….
Until…. It struck me. My wristwatch! Where the hell is my wristwatch?!
I ran into the room, scattering everywhere in Search of it. Then I remembered, I wore it while going to that d–k head house.
Shit! It must have fallen off during our struggle.
I began shivering, my thoughts escalating.
‘What if the police found my wristwatch?’
They could trace it back to me. Gee, I f—-d up big time.
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I paced around for a while, brainstorming as to what actions to take. There was no other option, I couldn’t let the police take me to court.
I hurriedly grabbed my travelling bag and began assembling my stuffs inside. I had to flee before she arrived.
I couldn’t risk her telling the cops I murdered him. I took my diary from beneath the bed and shoved it in the bag, held it up to shoulders and walked out of the room.
As I opened the door, I found her out front.
“F–k!” I yelled.
“You scared the crap out of me,” I added
“So it was you?” she whimpered.
“Baby I swear I didn’t mean to, it was a mistake,” I reached for her.
She shoved my hands away. Walking into the living room slowly.
“But you caused it, How could you be sleeping with someone else behind my back?” I. Looked at in the face.
“Does that warrant you to kill him!” she smacked me.
I exhaled and moved closer to her.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” I looked at her gorgeous eyes.
She had tears streaming down her cheeks. I held her face, and slowly pressed my lips against hers.
She pushed my back and brought a knife from her back. She swung it at me,
Slashing my face.
“Ah! I screamed.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
She reached forward and swung the knife at me again, I moved backward hitting her left arm thus ripping the knife off her hands.
“Stay back I don’t want to hurt you,” I said.
“It’s too late the cops are right outside,” she responded.
F–k! She came at me pushing me off my feet, she grabbed the knife and stabbed me.
I…. I…
episode 5
She pulled out the knife and plunged it into my stomach once more. I pushed her off me, she hit her head on the table behind and collapsed.
I got up, pulled out the knife slowly. It hurt like hell. ‘I’ve never been stabbed before’. I threw the knife away and tried to stop the bleeding. I could hear the police footsteps upon the stairs.
I looked around, I needed a fast exit then I noticed the wind blew open the window. I walked towards it, D–n! It was a long way down. I’d bled all over the perfectly waxed floor.
How was I gonna get down three storeys? The footsteps grew louder, My heart paced faster. I took a step backwards, was ready to jump. Suddenly I felt a force pull me back.
I staggered and fell flat to the ground. She was holding the knife firmly. I hit her knees and rolled sideways watching her fall upon the knife.
Blood began gushing out like a tap went on. I looked at the door, the door knob twisted.
I drew myself up and raced towards the window, jumping out and landing on a car. The alarm system went off upon my collision.
“Ahh,” I groaned, feeling my bones crack as I got off the car and began walking.
I stared up the window. I could see flashlight, Surely the Cops have found her Corpse.
I didn’t mean for things to end like that. This was one hell of a love story.
My name is Daniel, I used to think the world was black and white, now I realize it’s filled with shades of Gray.

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