The Griefyard

The Griefyard

*warning* can be upsetting and quite dark. read at own risk... A young mother goes to a graveyard to mourn over the loss of her child, but she is joined by a demon who knows everything about the incident.

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Chapter 3.

Three

Stephanie pulled away from Calum's grasp.
"No! I didn't!" She yelled, shocked.
"Yes you did! I saw what happened." Calum said and grabbed Stephanie's arm again. She struggled, "Get off of me! You're crazy!"
"No, you're the crazy one." He pulled her close and he waved his hand into the air, a white glow around it.
"I'm going to show you what you did." He whispered harshly and he put Stephanie under a spell. A spell that will make her view what happened.

*back in 2013, the night that Aaron died*
*Stephanie POV*

I stroked the face of my boyfriend, smirking. "Oh honey, you shouldn't have cheated on me. You know me, I don't like bad men." I picked up the bloody knife from the floor and stood up, looking down on the dead body. I grinned, my eye twitching. I was going insane. I started to clear up the blood and evidence of a murder, so nobody would find out this would happen. During this process, my son came downstairs and entered the living room. He saw what I did. "A-Aaron! What are you doing awake? Back to bed now!" I yelled, stuttering.
"Mummy what happened? Have you...killed him?" Aaron stared at the bloody body and then at me. There was no point in lying to him, he already knew. Something had to be done. "You can't tell anybody honey! It was all an...accident." I smiled and tried to control my sanity. "Mummy..I'm going to call the police..like you told me to do if there was an emergency.." He whispered and ran off to the phone. I gasped and lost it. I couldn't let him call the police. "Aaron get back here!" I yelled and ran after him. I found him in the office, dialling the number with shaky hands. He spotted me out the corner of his eye and started shaking violently. I slowly approached him, losing more of my sanity with every step, but I tried to control the small amount left. "Aaron, darling, put down the phone and we will never speak of this again. This never happened.." I whispered and stroked his brown hair with one hand, slamming the phone down with the other. I smiled at him. He looked at me, petrified.
"Get..get away from me! You're crazy!" He screamed, running past me and to the front door. I couldn't let him run away. He wouldn't listen to me. I had no other choice.

I had to kill him.
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