5 Minute Horror Story – He Of A Thousand Loves – The Third Short Story From 2020TOO Book One

The glass tumbles from his hand, and shatters into a million tiny pieces as it hits the concrete floor below, while Stan casts a wayward look towards Alisha.

“Y-You d-did it didn’t y-you? Y-You k-killed ME!” he spits through saliva drenched lips.

She smiles begrudgingly and rolls her eyes. “Don’t make it sound so personal Stanley, I never intended for this to be the way our relationship dissolved, but you just couldn’t leave it alone! You just couldn’t walk away, you just couldn’t accept what was. Some girls would’ve been touch by your efforts, but no matter how many times I told you to go, you kept coming back for more.”

“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, AND DEEP DOWN THAT SCARES YOU, SO YOU RUN AND HIDE! WELL GUESS WHAT HONEY, I’M NOT LETTING YOU RUN!” he bellows with wild eyes as he staggers to his feet while the saliva caught in the corners of his mouth froth to a thickness almost like buttercream.

“See,” she purrs as she raises her brow and an octave or two higher than before. “There you go again, stuck in your cycle while being completely ignorant of mine. I don’t love you, and I never will.”

“D-D-DON’T S-SAY THAT! Y-YOU LOVE ME, A-AND I KNOW IT!” he cries as he stumbles awkwardly towards her, only to find himself face first into the concrete floor with a face full of broken glass, and Alisha digging her knee into the back of his neck, paralysing him.

“I FUCKING don’t love you! And I NEVER will FUCKING love you! I mean look at you, you’re a drunk Stanley, a drunk chauvinistic pretty boy who lost his looks years ago, and that’s more due to your overuse of high-end recreational drugs. Had you slowed the fuck down on what you put in your arm and up your nose, you might still have a full set of teeth and the looks to go with them. But that, that ain’t the worst of it all, it’s the fact that you can’t accept rejection, you can’t accept that you’re not good enough for anyone, so you flip it inside your little head, that they’re the one who’s not good enough for you, and when that happens, you only have one card to play,” she hisses into his ear, as she grabs a handful of his hair and pulls his gaze up from the ground.


He opens his eyes and looks around the empty room before them, as tears cascade down his cheeks. “I-I-I, I don’t SEE a-anything!” he cries.

“Then,” she growls as she leans in and drives her knee deeper into his spine while tearing his head back with more force. “YOU’RE NOT LOOKING HARD ENOUGH!” she bellows loudly, as she snaps his spinal column, sending a shockwave of pain into the back of his skull in waves akin to the beat of his heart, and with each pulsating beat the world before him is filled with familiar faces, faces of those he professed his love to, all waiting for him on the other side.


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Before you lies a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know or imagine. For scrawled in blood upon the pages hidden within the above tome is stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. Five minutes to glimpse inside the eyes of someone new, five minutes to answer, five minutes to sin, five minutes to do almost anything. A god, a demon, a harlot, a whore. A fascist, a killer, a sinner, a door. Death and division, humanity askew. A belfry of bats, a sea of black cats, so many moments out there to see, so many things you could see with me. So take a seat beside me and call it voodoo, because now you ride with me too…

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