Destiny's End

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Weird Fiction

Submitted: January 07, 2018

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"I'm going to the old apartment," I said, as I stuffed cookies, chips, and cans of soda under my shirt, to sneak up to the dormlike attic of the battered women's shelter. "I'm going to kick in the door, beat Brian's ass, and grab the rest of my stuff."

"He's not worth it," Mary replied, as she sat on the edge of her bed munching on chocolate chop cookies. "Anybody got a story for tonight?"

"I guess the world still does need writers," Stephanie grinned. "I got just the story for you. Many years ago, this battered women's shelter used to be a co-ed dorm. A fire started in this attic, early one morning, killing most of the residents. Their souls are still trapped here to this very day..."

We huddled in a dark corner of the attic, and occasionally flickered our lighters, so we didn't disturb any of the other women.

I arrived at the old apartment at 9 a.m. the next morning. I banged on the door for 20 minutes. "Brian, open the fucking door, now! You're going to give me my shit!"

Finally, I went to get the landlord. "I just need to get the rest of my belongings. Could you help me?"

"Wait, here," Corey replied. He went to his office to get the master key. 

I thanked the landlord for letting me into the apartment, and made my way up the stairs.

I noticed that my ex-boyfriend was sprawled out in the hallway. I flipped on the lightswitch to get a closer look. His body had turned blue, and his mouth was covered in foam. There was an empty bottle of pills lying next to him. 

Two weeks later, my case worker, Jerome called me into his office. "Good news, honey. We've found you a place to live! Your name came up on the waiting list for an efficiency apartment. It will be available in 2 days."

As I trudged through the snow, on my way to the dollar store, I noticed an adorable black puppy shivering in the alleyway. I tucked him into my jacket, and brought him back to the shelter. Since I was moving into my new place in the morning, the staff allowed me to keep him. 

A couple days later, I caught a glimpse of something shiny while I was unpacking. The dog appeared to have a locket around his neck. I opened the clasp, and I found a picture of myself, and a note tucked into it. I unfolded the note, and read it. "This is Brian. I could no longer live with myself. I told you that you should leave me, if I ever got violent with you! I can find no words to apologize for what I've done! I killed myself. I was given a second chance to come back to you. I hope that this form pleases you. Love, Brian."


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