Chapter 24
"Sigh, can we not start this? I stopped a trip for you to hear that you needed study help and you can't even focus on studying?" Damien argued, pus.h.i.+ng Arianna's hand off his.
"You couldn't have possibly thought that studying was all we were gonna do right? I mean you're in my room, the girl you supposedly like is beside you, and no one is home, and studying is the only thing that comes to your mind?" Arianna pouted.
"I'm sorry I don't satisfy your irrational teenage urges, I come here to do what I was asked to do," Damien sighed, "besides when did I ever say I liked you?"
"Actions speak better than words," Arianna giggled leaning into Damien's face.
"And I think that is enough for today," Damien growled avoiding Arianna's lounge.
"Don't go!" Arianna begged, pus.h.i.+ng Damien's arms closer to her chest.
"I go where I want to go," Damien jabbed pus.h.i.+ng Arianna away.
"I won't stop until I get what I want," Arianna muttered,
"Ok then," Damien smiled glancing at her phone, "go shower," Damien huffed, "we'll see if you can get what you want after."
"Yay!" Arianna giggled getting up and running into her bathroom.
Damien waited until he heard the showers turn on before reaching for her phone to look at the number that texted her. He needed to confirm something.
He looked at the name of the person and his profile pic, "I had really hoped it wasn't but it is. What a sc.u.m you are Julius." His eyes glowed as he spotted the text from his best friend's boyfriend in Arianna's phone, "it seems I have to clean a few trash bags off this earth."
He carefully placed the phone down and picked up Arianna's belt on her bed, then slowly approached the bathroom door. He wrapped his fingers around the door handle and pushed down, not even surprised to find out that it was open.
"Ah~ I knew you could resist right Dam-" Arianna sang from behind the bathroom curtains over the pitter-pats of the water from the showerhead, her words were forced to a stop when Damien shut off the light.
"Oh, we're going dark mode now?" Arianna giggled, putting down her shampoo bottle, "but you know I like seeing your f" a hand wrapped around Arianna's mouth and the rough belt wrapped around her neck. It tightened around her neck, closing her lungs pathway.
Damien pulled harder, choking Arianna with the belt to the point of unconsciousness.
Then he tied the belt on the ceiling of her bathroom and hung her there.