Full of Desire

Janine smiled, shyly tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear as she stepped towards him. Her eyes glinted in the moonlight as she ran her hands down his chest, gazing softly at his lips before edging closer to them. She couldn’t hold back, not anymore.

“The Way’s send their regards”

she whispered softly, taking the knife out from her belt and plunging it straight into his heart. Blood trickled from his lips as he stared at her horror; a thin smile crept onto her face as she swiftly turned on her heel to walk away. Her footsteps clicking down the corridor as she listened to him collapse on the floor.

Pity she thought somewhat sadly he was a good fuck while he lasted

*******

Mr. Way paced up and down the corridor outside his bedroom. He paused for a moment, listening to his wife stir in her sleep before settling. He sighed, rubbing his temples impatiently as he glanced up the hallway. Where is she? He thought nervously, beginning to lose patience. It was only a matter of time before his wife woke up and if she saw Janine, if she realized the truth behind this so-called family honor, his life would be ruined.

The door suddenly swung open and the loud clicking of black stiletto’s echoed down the hall. Mr. Way groaned as he turn back around to face the grinning face of Janine. “Hello sweetie” she said, winking at him as he stood uncomfortably beside his bedroom door. He hated it when she flirted with him and she knew it.

It was almost as if she enjoyed watching him squirm.

“Is he…” Mr. Way asked, quickly trailing off as he saw Janine slowly nod her head. “Mr. Bryar is no longer an issue, now about my payment” she began, opening her mouth to continue before Mr. Way shushed her, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her away from the door. “She doesn’t need to know!” He hissed, beckoning back at the door as he flashed her a hateful glare.

Janine glanced down the hall for a moment before looking back at her boss, shrugging as she folded her arms against her chest. She wasn’t stupid. She knew how much Mr. Way liked to keep his sordid affairs private. But Janine knew alright. If it wasn’t for her, Mr. Way’s sexuality would have come to light years ago.

If it wasn’t for her, Mr. Way would be nothing.

Mr. Way swallowed hard, running a shaking hand through his hair as he stuffed a picture into her hand. “I’ll pay you triple if you get rid of him before the birth” he mumbled, unable to look her in the eye as he spoke. Janine stared at the picture, her eyes growing wide with fear. He couldn’t ask her to do this, not him. Of all people not him. She could admit she wasn’t Mr. Way’s biggest fan, hell she only associated with him just for the money. But Frank was a good man, an honest man. To shed his blood over something so trivial was ludicrous. She wouldn’t do it. She couldn’t do it. He could keep his money this time, there was no way she was going to kill an genuingly innocent man to keep Mr. Way’s sexual desires at bay.

Janine shook her head, handing him back the picture. “Find someone else to do your dirty work” She growled, staring at him with menacing eyes before wandering out of the house and into the midnight sky.

But as she walked down the driveway, a gunshot suddenly rang through the air. Janine froze, the world turning black around her as blood trickled down the back of her neck. Falling to the floor, the last image Janine would ever see of this world was Mr. Gerard Way walking back into his house with a large rifle, while his pregnant wife stood smirking in the window upstairs.

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