"It's done." She told him as she gave him the paper. "You have what you wanted…"
He took the paper and read the details. He looked at her about five times as he read before he broke into tears when he was through.
"Thank you, Ingrid." He told her. "Thank you for loving me."
"Ayden you don't have to go… I need you. Please."
He held the letter in his hands, folded it in half, and placed it on the top of the headboard of her bed. He then brought his knees closer to his chest. He rested his arms on his knees and his head slept on them. He started whimpering and crying and shaking and cursing. Ingrid climbed the bed and went over to him. She slowly cupped his cheek, her eyes scouring him.
"Ayden you don't have to go… please."
"I cannot live with you like this anymore. You don't love me as you used to, you don't tell me why we're keeping a freaking baby when we can clearly abort it… you're keeping things from me and I don't flow with that. And as for me, I beat up girls as you said. You don't deserve to be with a guy like me. And I don't deserve you."
"We're fucked up, I know. But we can try to be better."
"I'm sorry." he told her, "Goodbye."
"Ayden please… don't leave!" She cried as she threw herself on him and wrapped her arms around him. Her head rested on his chest and she cried into his black shirt. "Don't leave…"
He knocked his head against the headboard behind him three times, eyes closed. "I'm not leaving Ingrid…" he told her softly. "You are."
"Huh?" She asked as she pulled away from him, tears stroking the sides of her cheeks.
"I'm sorry." He said as he looked straight into her eyes.
Everything happened so fast. He grabbed her arms and flipped her over so she was lying on his legs, chest up. Still, under his grasp, he pulled her arms away from her body and pinned them down on the bed in a sudden tight, and swift move. She turned and turned for mere seconds to regain control of her arms. Before she had any time to retaliate, he opened his leg. Her head dropped in between. His legs went over her arms and locked them in place. His calves slid over her stomach and he crossed his feet to make sure his legs didn't slide off— like an anaconda strangling its prey with its muscles! Her body was frozen in place! Completely! She tried to fidget and sway him away but to no avail. She couldn't move! She had never felt so powerless in her life before.
"AYDEN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!!" She burst out in a painful cry.
"I'm sorry."
He grabbed the towel that was on the headboard and tied it into a ligature. Tight and thick it was. She pulled her arms under him, trying to get out of his captivity, screaming. Her chest heaved up and down as her breaths intensified. Tears rolled down the sides of her face to her ears as she yanked her body up and down, his locking state too powerful to break from.
"Ayden pleaaaaaaseeee!!!!" She cried out, some wisps of hair entering her mouth. "Ayden let me goooo!!!!!"
"I'm sorry."
He took the ligature he had tied and put it around her neck immediately. Her hard-fought battle was over in a snap! After her neck was held hostage in it, he started to pull. Harder and harder. She started choking, her mouth opening wide for air in inevitable defeat. Her eyes dilated and started turning red. Her fingers held onto the sheets in desperation and her skin turned blue as he drained the life out of her.
"Ay… d...kkkk… n…" were the words that managed to come out of her mouth.
"All I wanted… was you to love me." He cried out to her, tightening the knot on her neck.
Her eyes went dark, losing their vision. Her hands tried to grab his legs to pull him away, to no avail. Her heart skipped several beats as she gasped for air in uncertainty and painful pointless move. Her eyes shut realizing that they'd never see the sunrise again. And of her unborn baby… the grave called unto them.
Both of them.