Ex. One-0-One

Eugene looked up at the midnight sky and wished for his life to end. Standing over the cliff that overlooked the city of Kuala Lumpur, his hazel brown eyes started to moisten. No one expected such a huge man to cry over anything, or anyone, but the pellets of tears formed and stung like hot coals as it rolled down his almost perfect skin.

The wind carried the smell of fresh dew and flowed through his dark brown hair. Breathing was now a chore and small yelps escaped his soft lips with every breath he took. The tears gathered at the tip of his goatee and fell onto the ground, occasionally nicking and creating stains on his white t-shirt and faded blue jeans. Like a broken marionette, Eugene slumped onto the ground and closed his eyes.

A grey Proton hummed loudly behind him and drowned out the nearby crickets, but the whispers of his name still lingers in the air. If limbo existed on Earth, he was in it. Time stood still, he could feel the world waiting for him to do it. He couldn’t bring himself to. Not until he said goodbye to him. He opened his eyes and focused his sight on the bright lights of the beautiful city.

Slowly, Eugene turned his back and walked towards his car. He opened the door to the driver’s seat and looked down at the bloody body of his former lover. He was choking on a dark murky substance, the same substance that leaked from the puncture wounds on his abdomen and stained the insides of the vehicle. Eugene contorted his upper body into the car and whispered into his ear.

“If I can’t have you, no one can. Goodbye…Christian.”

With that, Eugene released the brakes.

Copyrighted By Ethan Lim.
You Steal, I Kill.