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Tomorrow	By : Nny11 Category: +1 through F > Corpse Bride Views: 7030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Tomorrow
- 2-The Argument
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AN: Enough people said I should continue so here I go on what will be a very confusing chapter. Ok, there are really two Victor’s. Sane-er Victor and still fucking crazy Victor. No sex in this chapter, and I may update again. It really all depends. If I become magically motivated, like I was tonight, I’ll maybe continue this and see where it takes me if not…oh well.

But I feel this was far more progressive than writing a letter to my legislator don’t you?

Still don’t own any of these characters. They all belong to good ol’ Timmy. And there is obviously OC content here if that wasn't proven by the first strange chapter.

I inched into my house with a rather light step. Where was she? How was I supposed to change my clothes if I didn’t know where she was? Not many people had noticed the odd white stains or dirt, but my wife is a bit brighter than them.

“Damn. Damn, damn, damn.”

I quickly went up the stairs, taking them two at a time. It was this odd rush that killed me really. I made it to the room and locked the door. I began to tug my clothes off and all but threw them upon the fire. I needed to move faster, if I don’t do this quick enough she’ll-

“Victor? Victor is that you up there?”

Oh shit. Shitty, shit! I pulled on my nightclothes and glanced at the fire. They were mainly gone. I cleared my throat. “Yes?”

“Darling, may I…may I come in?”

I was looking for wood. Where was that wood? I needed to cover these forsaken clothes! “Uh, just a moment and, I’ll, uh, let you right in!”

“Alright.”

Wood, wood, wood, I really need some woo-ah ha! I grabbed the elusive buggers and chucked them on top of my clothing and then straightened up. Ok, focus, I need to look like I’ve been sitting here for hours. I swiped sweat from my forehead and wiped the dirt from my hands. My face was red but there was little I could do about that. “I’m coming.”

I unlocked the door and led my wife inside. She smiled so sweetly I almost felt bad. Honestly it wasn’t her fault. She hadn’t chosen to come in right when Emily did. Besides if it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have even-

“Do you mind if I sit?” Victoria’s voice cut through me.

I motioned to some chairs by the fire. “Of course.” We took our seats and for several minuets did nothing.

She knew. Shit. Ok, it’s ok.

No, God no it’s not ok! I can’t exactly kill my bleeding wife!

No, definitely not. Maybe she doesn’t know at all. Maybe I’m over reacting. This and whatever she’s here for are totally unrelated.

I doubt it; I’m sweating like hell. I must smell of rotten flesh and sex. And what should I do now, a few hunters stumbled upon me but that was different.

How? You still killed them.

No I didn’t! Well, sorta. Hired men killed them.

I still don’t think that hiring men to kill Victoria is such a hot idea.

Well think of something braniac!

“Victor, are feeling quiet well?” I looked at her like a scared forest creature.

“Wha’-yes, yes, I’m perfectly alright. Why do you ask?” I tried to smile but couldn’t. This was all getting out of hand.

“You looked very, well, aloof. And you’re…”

I repressed the urge to check my pulse. “I’m?”

“You’re rather, pale. More than usual, and I don’t think it’s the moonlight.” She leaned towards me. “Is something bothering you?”

“No.” Not unless you count that whole screwing a dead women’s shell of a body.

More silence.

“Ok, I just wanted to make sure you aren’t sick.” She said it so gently, such a waste. Such a

“Waste.”

Oh shit.

“What’s a waste darling?” Her hand was on my forehead.

“Waste? No I said…” Raced? Cased? Passed? Laced? Traced? Oh hell, there’s got to be a good rhyme for waste. “Graced! Because you have been such a blessing and you are always kind enough to, to grace me with your presence.”

I don’t think that made any sense. Victoria nodded her head all the same.

“That’s very sweet of you Victor, but I really don’t mean to intrude-” She got up to leave and I sprung to my feet.

“You’re not intruding in the least.” I put on my most natural smile and pulled her into a hug. “Not at all.”

She giggled. Good. That’s good.

“Victor you’re tickling me!” Victoria squirmed in my arms.

I grinned wide. “What by doing this?” I blew into her ear and she laughed full and loud. It had taken two long years to get her to be able to do that. “Or do you mean this?” I kissed her neck. Milky skin and beating heart. This whole situation was just…

Unnatural.

Victoria let out a soft mewl and I proceeded to lick and nip my way along. She held me tightly and I felt trapped, I was going to suffocate. Quickly I ran a hand up her front and she let out a small gasp.

“Oh Victor!” She gently pushed me away. Oh, god air. “Now I thought this was all proper.” She had her fake scolding voice on.

“But you know you like it.” I moved closer and she laughed and gave me a quick kiss.

“Come now, not tonight. Tonight is for sleeping.” She drifted to my door. “Goodnight Victor.”

I followed her and gave her a light kiss. “Goodnight dear.”

I closed the door. It was safe, she didn’t know. I promptly went to the restroom and vomited.

Christ, look what she does to you.

God I know, I always feel sick with guilt and sick with disgust-

No, I mean look what Emily has done to you. You have a perfect wonderful wife and you dream of the one you didn’t have.

What exactly…Emily? Why is Emily in this conversation?

You’re addicted.

Addicted.

Yes, you’re…different.

Different?

And not a good one either.

What should I do?

Run.

“Run?”

Run now, fast. Grab your things and leave.

“But then I’ll leave Emily and Victoria.”

Maybe that’s healthy.

“I don’t care to be healthy.”

It’s like a breath of fresh air, just a bit. Fake your kidnapping. Take a few months off from reality. Meet new people, especially the women.

“I don’t want to go anywhere alone.”

“You already are alone Victor. You already are.”

I blinked. I turned around. I was getting freaked out.

“I don’t want to run.”

Run, run now. If you don’t run you’ll just make it worse.

I won’t run.

Then what am I to do?

I’m going to sleep.

Now?

Yes. I’m going to sleep now. And tomorrow I will go to work.

Then what?

I’ll pay Emily a visit. I’ve never missed a day.

Quickly ending my train of thought I climbed into bed. I couldn’t help but feel as though the world was crashing down around me though. Or maybe…maybe I was crashing down and the world was watching in an anxious panic for it to happen quicker.

“Or maybe I’m a fucking quack.”

Wow…that was right on the money you know?

And then I slept.
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