Weeks later, I was laid on my bed with Fluffy on my chest. I kept Fluffy close to try and warm him up, but I knew he had maybe a couple days left if he was lucky. Realistically, he probably had a couple hours. He was old already, and taking a beating from the funeral only shortened his lifespan even more. I didn’t know what I would do without him… He had always been there.
“It’s just you and me,” I whispered to him.
I hardly came out of my room anymore, and spent my time only with Fluffy. After the funeral, my family cut off all contact with me. The last contact I had was with Reginald, when he told me that my actions made Adam binge so hard that he ripped his own stomach open. I couldn’t understand why someone would eat so much as to do that to their own body. But thanks to him, my family had disowned me for good. I had a month left before I had to get out of my house because Mum refused to pay for it any longer. Without a man or a job, let alone anyone willing to hire me… I had nowhere left to turn.
“When you’re gone… I’ll have nothing left in this world…”
Right when I said that, an idea slowly clicked in my head. I looked in his sad, aged, adorable eyes, then slowly looked away. Truthfully, the idea scared myself too, but I refused to be left with nothing, and for Fluffy to pass by himself.
“Unless… we go together.”
Fluffy’s bites were venomous and fatal, more than able to take me down. One bite could kill someone in thirty minutes, but I was weak enough it would probably be quicker. It would be indescribable pain, but I was willing to do it to stay by his side. For all he’s done, I owed it to him. Especially after letting him get trampled like that because of my actions. I got the syringe filled with the chemical Mum got years ago to put down Fluffy in case he went haywire. I hated it and never thought I would have to use it. But here we are.
“I don’t think anyone will visit…” I mumbled, scribbling a note on a nearby paper. “But just in case… I need them to know things will be better without me around, and I’ll be happier…If they really care about that…”
Setting down the note, I turned to Fluffy.
“Fluffy, baby,” I said, tearing up and caressing his face. “I love you.”
Fluffy slithered over to my lap and got ready. He knew what I was planning, and he was on board with it. I could almost feel him saying that he loved me back. We would be together forever.
“When this goes in,” I ordered shakily. “I want you to bite down as hard as you can, ok, baby? Let out all the venom.”
In a sudden motion, I stabbed the syringe into Fluffy, and he let out an instinctual hiss before forcefully biting into my arm. When Fluffy let go, I picked him up and put him on his bed next to me.
“I guess this is how I’m going out…” I mumbled to myself.
At first I felt fine, but then my body went cold. Colder than usual, like I was in the winter air in my night clothes. My muscles were absolutely chilled, but the rest of my body was warming up. Then the cold feeling turned to feel like my insides were being set ablaze. I tried to walk around through the pain, thinking it would kill me faster if I could increase my blood flow.
Desperate to cool down, I opened a window, but it just made me break out into a cold sweat. I tied up my hair and threw off my dress. I’m glad it wasn’t one of those overly fancy ones that were a pain to get out of. It wasn’t graceful, and even stripping down to my undergarments wasn’t helping a bit.
“Fluffy, I- There’s so much-”
I felt my chest rapidly tightening, and my throat closing. I choked and clawed at my throat, begging for just a slight breath of air. With a reaction like that, I was beginning to wonder if I was allergic to his venom too. Praying that was the case, I hoped it would take me out faster. I fell against the wall, choking out tears in agony as the sobs closed my throat even faster. I tried to stand to reach Fluffy, but fell back to the floor. He must’ve been gone by now, and it was gut wrenching for me. I was living longer, and much more painfully.
“COME ON!” I choked out, pounding my fists into the wall. “EVERYONE WANTS ME GONE, SO JUST KILL ME!”
It was all unladylike, I know, but I was just in too much pain to care. My head against the wall, I could feel sweat and tears pour down my face. I shakily looked at my arm, gazing fearfully at my veins that had turned purple. I tried to stand with a grunt, and my vision doubled, then tripled, sending me back to the ground. The second I came down, I hurled vomit onto the ground, and made my throat feel like I had swallowed straight razors. My vomit was black, and I couldn’t see straight anymore; things were getting blurry.
“You were supposed to be my sister!” she heard Reginald shout. I whipped around, making myself vomit again from the motion.
“I thought we raised you like a lady,” Dad said sadly.
“But instead you turned out as a shameful disappointment,” finished Mum.
I thought I could see blurred images of people like Reginald, Elizabeth, Mum, Dad, Max, Adam, and so many others who hated me. I knew they couldn’t be real… I had to be hearing and seeing things. When I stopped the vomiting, I tried to stand again, but it felt like I was walking on hot glass shards. I tried to breath slowly, but it felt like a rope was being tied around my neck.
Suddenly, I could feel the venom reach my stomach, and I fell onto the bed in pain, clawing at my stomach and letting out blood-curdling screams. I wanted it to end so bad. But it reached my heart, and my body started convulsing and flinging itself left and right across my bed like I was possessed by a demon. I grabbed my shirt tightly over my heart and shouted out more please for it all to end.
“Please stop it! End it all, please! God, have mercy!”
My sheets were drenched in sweat, and my body and tongue were stained black from the vomit. When I tried to breathe, I felt the venom crawl up my jawline, and I rolled off the bed, next to Fluffy. I clawed at the floor, leaving scrapes and getting splinters under my fingernails. I was looking for something, anything, to just end my life faster. Maybe this pain was my punishment. It was what I got and deserved for being such a bitch for all my life.
“Oh this isn’t punishment yet.”
I thought I heard a voice, but assumed it was more hallucinations. Everything began to spin faster again, and my eyes widened at the floor as I let out another giant wave of vomit. My breathing choked more and I shook harder. The vomit was dark red now.
“Please… kill me…”
I felt my pulse slow and my body grow colder. After a few minutes of pure agony, my vision went completely black, and my body went slack. I felt so relaxed, but still in so much pain. Then at long last, I felt my release. I was finally dead.
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