I reluctantly agreed to go out with her. I didn't want to but I had to. No matter how much I attempted to convince myself that maybe things would be good, my mind just couldn't fool itself. I genuinely contemplated suicide as my only option out.

After all a wedding can't go on if the groom is dead...

I grew wary of the thought. Then I grew fond of it.  It didn't seem like to bad of an option. She then texted me "hellooooo! Get up! Get dressed come on I'm waiting!" With the cameras she could always watch me, even now since I was still laying in bed.

I sighed as I slowly sat up from my bed and went to go get dressed. I changed into something casual and that's when I got another message. I checked my phone and saw her write "don't wear that, I don't like it" .... Right...Cameras.... I then picked out a random shirt in my closet and held it up into the air silently waiting for her to see it. I waited a moment as she texted me "that's cute, put on your black pants to go along with it. I love it when you look like a poet 💗💗"

If there was one thing I can admit she did pick out nice outfits for me. I didn't mind the look since I was more of the dark academia aesthetic.

I had changed into my outfit and fixed my hair before grabbing cologne and spritzing it on. I grabbed my jacket, a scarf and put on my boots as I had walked out of the Gamma house and into my car. I tend to like the winter, cold and quiet. It was nice and peaceful. Not only that but it got darker quicker. The night time is something I enjoyed considering it was so quiet. Not as lively so I felt like I could truly be alone.

I had picked her up from her dorm, when she walked out I had noticed the baby bump became more predominant. It had been a few months since we've been engaged and we were set to be wedded in exactly one month. It was getting way too close for comfort. When she entered the car she had greeted me with the usual kiss on the cheek. I don't usually drive until she buckles in but when I noticed she didn't buckle in yet I cocked a brow. I glanced over to see her still leaned in to me as I asked "what?" Only to have her kiss my lips. I had no reaction to this. In fact I've grown quite used to it. This actually isn't the worst she's done.

Since the beginning of our engagement we've had sex around 23 times. That's more than how many times I've had sex with Max. Max and I had sex around 2 times at least but that's because Max respects my boundaries when it comes to the topic unlike Claire. When I've told her I wasn't comfortable she would threaten me consistently and I would have to give in to her every demand.  I tried to convince myself that I had enjoyed it but when you finish and lay there in bed feeling like you've done something wrong then you know it isn't love.

In the beginning of the year I had read Osamu Dazai's book- No longer human. I had previously stated that I was lucky that I had never gotten sexually assaulted before..... now I can no longer say that because of Claire. She had stripped me of all my dignity  I once had.

We had drove around town, I bought her all sorts of food due to her pregnancy cravings and such. I complied. I didn't really care. In fact I had money to spend so it wouldn't have mattered. We drove and drove and drove until we were far away from the city and closer to a more rural area.

She gasped seeing this huge valley. It was empty, no one was there and there was an icy lake and train tracks that peered from the forest nearby. She shook my arm " we should go for a walk here! Looked at how pretty the scenery is!!" She said. I glanced over and replied "you always complain about your feet hurting though?" I mentioned as she laughed. God her laugh is hideous.... she then sighed and rubbed her belly "a little exercise would be good for the baby" she smiled.

I rolled my eyes and complied to her request. I parked on the side of the road and unbuckled my seat belt as I exited the car and waited for her to follow. I then got a text as I looked at my phone.

Claire: " be a gentlemen and open the car door for your wife!!"

My eye twitched in annoyance as I sighed and walked over opening the door for her. She huffed and said "so rude. How dare you! You're supposed to be a gentlemen!" She said "yeah yeah whatever" I responded as she looked furious. She was about to scream at me until a train horn blared and passed by. She flinched and turned quickly. I could tell she was scared but due to the loud noise I had a chance. I slowly leaned into the car and opened the glove compartment grabbing my pistol and closing it. I hid the gun in my jacket pocket before she could see. This ends tonight....

When she had turned I had closed the door and locked the car. She held my arm as she sighed "that was scary!" She giggled. I shrugged. I didn't mind loud noises honestly "it's whatever" I said not acknowledging her fear so she could get a hint I wasn't interested. But instead she swooned "oh gosh you're so hot~" she chuckled. I ignored her comment.

As we walked she talked on and on and on. But I let her. I didn't reply much. I just grew more agitated. We had walked for a solid 30 minutes. Far away from the car. Every crunch of of snow beneath my feat felt like it grew louder as time went on and every gust of wind had a whisper telling me to do it. To execute my main issue. She shivered as she held herself in a hug. I didn't care until she huffed "give me your coat!" She demanded. She's so childish. I cocked a brow and asked "why should I?" As she had the nerve to say " because I'm the mother of your child!" This confused me as I replied "that child isn't mine. Don't say something so stupid" I replied. She sneered as she threatened me "how dare you! I'm getting really annoyed of your attitude!" She whined as she tried to pull off my coat. I couldn't handle it anymore. I felt my heart drop and I knew I had to do this. I pushed her off as she fell to the ground. She was comforted by the snow as I took a few steps back. She panted as she sat up "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" She shouted.

I really couldn't stand this, I couldn't stand her, I couldn't stand this new life so I had to do one thing and that was to get rid of the main source of all this. I opened my jacket and pulled out the gun out.  A little context. I had chosen a TISAS 1911 Night Stalker Double Stack 9mm SF. The gun was slick, accurate and perfect. Made by a Turkish company known for its reliability on their work of pistols. Forged not casted thus making the gun stronger and named after famous serial killer Richard Ramirez who had been nicknamed "the night stalker" who had carried out his murders throughout the 80's. This gun was perfectly.

As she heard the click of my gun she froze up as she turned and stared wide eyed at me. "This ends now" I said. She tried to speak but I didn't even let her get her last words in. I pointed, aimed and fired straight for her straight in the heart. I didn't trust one shot could satisfy so I shot her three more times. Twice in the head and one more in the throat. She laid there, blood drenching her face yet she was lifeless.....

I stared at her dead body for a second debating on what to do next. I looked to the sky and could tell a blizzard was on its way with the heavier pacing of the wind speed picking up. I can safely assume that the snow will cover her body but that wouldn't be a smart decision since the cold can keep a body still in tact. Decomposition rates can slow down when in colder climates. Thankfully there was a forest near by. She's an idiot to think it was safe to walk here. Everyone knew coyotes roamed around these forests. I grabbed her leg and dragged her limp body deep into the forest.  Once set down I walked back out trying to remain calm. Who knows what'll happen if I freak out.

When entering the car I texted her parents. "Hey can you get in contact with Claire? She said she wanted to go out on a date and I'm in front of her dorm but she isn't responding?" I sent to them only to get a reply from her father. "That's strange? Usually she would be outside in a hurry when it comes to you."

I had an idea and replied "I think it's because of what happened earlier. Maybe she isn't feeling well because of the bad news" I sent as her dad replied "what bad news? Did something happen?" I instantly replied with "she texted me saying she wanted to know the gender of the baby and she had found out that she had a miscarriage, I tried taking her out to make her feel better but she isn't responding" her dad sent back "hold on I'll text her"

I drove back to the Gamma dorm silently. Everything seemed so much more calm.... I felt relaxed and at ease now.... I haven't felt that way in a long time.....

A wedding can't go on if the bride is  dead....