America's Suitehearts

**Mystery POV**
Three heavy stones will keep it from floating,
Weigh it down to the bottom, food for the fishes.
And I know that it won't be discovered,
'cause I will be careful, so very careful.

I remember when I first listened to this song. She had told me I should check this guy’s music out and that he had really entertaining songs like ‘Zombie Prostitute’, so I did. I always did what she told me to. I stumbled across some of his darker work and showed it to her, thinking she’d connect to it the way I did. It wasn’t what she was usually into, but she liked it, she said it was “Interestingly dark and twisted.” She normally loved this kind of demented shit. She wanted to be a psychologist, wanted to work with lunatics. It was what she was interested in so it became what I was interested in. I listened to her music, read her books, watched her movies, I became everything that bitch wanted. My heart started pounding in my chest as anger tainted my vison. I gripped the steering wheel of my car and squeezed as if it were her pretty little neck. I had bled for her, I'd cut my fucking wrists to try and get her to care, but she put me out the door and told me to go get professional help. Why wasn’t it enough for her?! What did I have to do to make her love me?

What if it doesn't rain for days and the river is,
Reduced to its muddy bed?
With the corpse exposed, I would work in haste,
And I might bury the bones in a shallow grave.
And the rain comes and moves rocks and the stones,
Washes away all the dirt and the mud flows,
Bones are exposed and well,
You know how that goes!

I’d tried to call, but she wouldn’t answer, she eventually blocked my number. I just wanted to talk to her, make her see how she had wronged me and that she was the one who was overreacting, then she’d apologize and come back to me. And I’d never let her leave me again. My grip on the steering wheel relaxed. Yes, she’ll be back and she’ll finally let me into that bed with her. This relaxed me. I smiled to myself and thanked the good lord for putting her on my bus this morning. She had stopped working at Hot Topic a few months ago and her old manager refused to tell me where I could find her, I’d called and asked her mom but she wouldn’t tell me either, I’d even tried to go see her while she was in class but she had changed her schedule and security had escorted me off the campus before I could ask for her new one. I might have lost her forever if she hadn’t been on that bus this morning. I’d almost tapped her shoulder when I stood behind her, but had decided against it, I wanted to wait and see where she got off at so I could surprise her later after going home and cleaning up, besides, if she had known I was there she might’ve gotten off at the wrong stop to trick me. She was a sneaky little shit. I chuckled and leaned back in my seat.

I wait for the day when I finally defile,
The bodies of my ex-lover's lovers.
I'll pile high to the sky,
The bodies of my ex-lover's lovers.
Die die die die die die,
Die die die die die die die,
Watch them die. [2x]

I never would’ve thought she’d take extra shifts at the hotel, hell, I didn’t know she still worked at the hotel! Alex had told me she quit months ago. That lying faggot! He’ll have to pay for that! But no matter, I’d found her now, and all will soon be as it should. I wonder how surprised she’ll be to see me outside the hotel when her last shift ends. I stared at the entrance, and began thinking about her on that bus. She had been looking at a picture of her and some guy. I hadn’t really much thought about this until now, I’d simply dismissed it as a selfie some drunk guy at the bar she worked at had demanded she take with him, but the more I thought about it, the more anxious to see her I became. Who was he? Why had she even agreed to be in that picture with him? Why did she look so goddamn happy to be with him? I tried to tell myself that it didn’t matter, that she wouldn’t dare try to replace me and that she knew she belonged to me and no one else. But I swear if that little whore even thinks I’d let her get away with that, I’ll knock her the fuck out again!

I saw you with him. You looked so happy.
All of that can change, ‘cause I am so lonely.
And I have lots of time to send you straight to the Devil.
I'm taking my time,
To plan your demise.

I had become so consumed in thoughts of having to punish her for her sins against me that I almost didn’t notice her walk out the door. She stopped to say something to the doorman and I took a moment to soak her in. She was in her work uniform, a light blue button up dress with a white apron tied around her waist, she had on a pair of plain black flats, a long black sweater, and her old purse over her shoulder. She sort of reminded me of Alice from Alice in Wonderland which must mean that I'm her Hatter. She waved goodbye to the doorman and started walking away. I had just opened the car door and started to get out when a guy rushed out of the door.
“Hailstorm!” he called and she turned around. Only I get to call her that, you bastard! He half-ran up to her and started talking to her. I closed the door and glared at him with his long ass black hair, crappy band t-shirt, shitty fucking tattoos, gay ass skinny jeans, and stupid boots. What did this piece of shit think he was doing talking to my chick? I watched them talk for several minutes before it looked like they were about to say goodbye. Fuckin’ finally! But much to my horror, before they parted ways, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug which she returned.

What if I were to cut you up and mail each part
To a different town?
It would take the most,
Brilliant private eye,
The rest of his life,
Just to put you together.
A piece in each mailbox all over the planet,
From Moscow to Tokyo to Guadalajara.

That…asshole…has MY angel…in his FUCKING arms! I was shaking, all I could see was him holding her, the sound of my heart pumping my boiling blood through my ears drowned out the growl I could feel vibrating in the back of my throat, and I could feel one of my eyes twitching.I was so unbelievably livid that I snapped the keychains off my car keys and ripped my rosary from around the rearview mirror. Even once he had let go of her I couldn’t stop glaring at him. Who does he think he is?! Touching my property without my permission right in front of me! You’ll pay for this with blood!

I wait for the day when I finally defile,
The bodies of my ex-lover's lovers.
I'll pile high to the sky,
The bodies of my ex-lover's lovers.
I wait for the day when I finally destroy,
The bodies of my ex-lover's lovers.
I'll pile high to the sky,
The bodies of my ex-lover's lovers.
Die die die die die die,
Die die die die die die die,
Watch them die. [2x]

My eyes turned to her while she waved at him and continued on her merry way. And you, how dare you! I gave you everything! How typical of you to go panting after a dirt bag like him, you pathetic bitch! I started up the engine and followed her back to her apartment, barely realizing that tears were streaming down my face. I parked right in front her apartment complex to wait for her again and broke down. Why didn’t she love me? I leaned my forehead against the steering wheel and sobbed until I heard her footsteps go past my car. I looked up to see her walking away. Oh, little angel, why do you hurt me so? Little angel? No, she was no angel. I sat up and dried my eyes, it had all suddenly become clear to me. This was a test! God wanted me to correct her ways and keep her out of the clutches of darkness and she would be my prize when I finished! Why didn’t I see it before? It was all part of the Lord’s great plan for me, to turn this willful harlot into a purified, faithful, and obedient woman to call my own! I laughed and watched her show her ID to the security guard at the gate with a smile before he let her in.

I saw you with him, you looked so happy.
That will never change because I know myself too well.
I don't have the courage,
To carry out my dreams,

I smiled from ear to ear. You may not have the courage to, but I most certainly do. I started my car once again and sped off. I had much to prepare for her and that bastard she seemed to have her sights set on. They’ll never know what hit them.

And only there will I see them,
Die die die die die die,
Die die die die die die die,
Watch them die. [x4]

Notes

The song is 'Ex-Lover's Lover' by Voltaire (And yes, he really does have a song called 'Zombie Prostitute' and it's actually pretty funny. I enjoy it)
And though I hate to leave you guys on a chapter like this I'm probably going to be too busy this weekend with family to write anything worth updating with :(
However, I'd like to use this as an opportunity for ya'll to tell me what your ideas are or what you'd like to see happen in the next couple of chapters :)
But anywho, thanks for reading! I'll try to update on Monday!