1 Prologue

In an abandoned building under demolition, there lies a man in his mid twenties in a pool of his own blood. He was staring at the ceiling with indignation as his life was constantly slipping away.

'Why? WHY?? What did I do to deserve this?"

To understand what has happened you need to go back an hour or so.

~~~

It had gotten dark a few hours ago and walking down a dimly lit street was a man in dark jeans, a white shirt and so white sneakers.

He had just been out to a friends house and was returning to his house where he live with his highschool girlfriend, who was also was his childhood sweetheart. As you can probably imagine they were in a pretty good relationship.

He had a good life so far, good parents who raised him with love and care, though they passed not long ago due to disease. He has a small friends group, but they're all loyal so no complaints. And was living with a woman he love dearly, while bringing in a stable income.

It was a bit late at this moment because he spent to much time at his friends house, though he did make sure to inform his girlfriend about him being late to come home so he wasn't concerned that she would be worried about him.

Right now he wasn't too far from home as he had just gotten of a bus which stops not that far away.

After a 5 minute walk with a nice summers night breeze, he was right outside his house door.

Unlocking the door and going inside he called out to his girlfriend.

"Babe, I'm home."

Usually he would have gotten a reply welcoming his home, but today was different and he was instead greeted with an odd silence.

After closing the door he turned around and noticed an extra pair of shoes. Now, he doesn't assume the worst as he loves his girlfriend and believes she loves him the same, so he simply thinks that a friend had come over and makes his way towards the living room.

It took only a few step to get there, but found no one and was confused.

In the his confused silence he had then heard sounds coming from the bedroom and then started to feel dread sneak it's way into his heart. But, he still had to confirm what he was hearing.

He unsteadily, but quietly, made his way to the bedroom and as he did, the noise got louder and clearer. He could clearly make out the moans of his girlfriend and the grunts of the unknown man.

The closer he got and the more he heard, the more he was filled with dread, but that swiftly turned into rage. Rage so strong that he felt like he was burning and he needed to vent it, he wanted to vent.

Giving into his anger he broke into the room, but what he saw made him even angrier.

There she was, his girlfriend whome he loved, getting fucked like some bitch in heat, by some tanned, tattooed, asshole with a chode of a dick.

Neither of them even noticed the intruder on their adultery and continued fucking like animals.

"AH! AH! AHN! YESS! FUCK ME HARDER!"

Having just heard his girlfriend beg to be fucked harder like some slut, he fully succumbed to his anger and launched at the man. He threw him off of her and started punching him as hard as he could.

Now that she wasn't be fuck like the whore she was, she finally noticed that her supposed to be boyfriend had returned and saw everything.

Seeing that her lover was being beaten up the whore screamed and tried to get her boyfriend off him.

"AHH! STOP! GET OFF OF HIM!"

Having failed she starts to look around for something and see a lamp. She picked up the lamp and smashed it over her boyfriends head.

After he was just hit over the head, he stumble and fell to the side. Bringing his hand to his head and feeling where he was hit, he winced in pain while bringing his hand in front to his face and saw blood.

He looked up to see his own girlfriend help the guy he was beating up, while he had been hit and was bleeding, having trouble seeing straight.

This caused him to be even more angry and once again launch at them. But this time, due to his head injury, he couldn't see properly and was stumbling, this let the other guy get solid hit to his jaw.

Getting hit in the jaw rattled his brain a bit and he fell to the ground. He tried to get up, but was kicked in the head.

Again, he tried to get up only to receive another kick and this he wasn't given an opportunity to get up, the bastard had swiftly delivered a stomp to his arm making a sickening *CRACK* sound and make it look like the bone was about to stick out.

"AHH!! YOU BASTARD!!!" He growled out.

*CRACK*

He then got his other arm broken and completely lost all rationality due to pain, once again try to attack the bastard responsible.

Seeing the hysterical state he was in the bastard adulterer decide to knock him out and kicked him in the head as hard as he could.

*THUD*

"Hah! Hah! Finally, the shit went down!" The bastard said and then spat out a mouthful of blood and a couple teeth.

"What are we going to do? He saw us!" The whore was extremely nervous, she never thought that this might happen.

"Shut up! We will just get rid of him." He said with a smirk on his face. He was already a thug and this wasn't something new to him.

"R-really? W-will we b-be okay?" She wasn't at all bothered a out killing the man who was supposed to be her boyfriend, but was worried about her own safety.

"It'll be fine, just help me get him in the trunk of my car." He said while getting dressed.

~ And so they both got dressed and carried our mc to the bastards car. They drove across the city to a demolition site and got out of the car. ~

In the trunk of the car our mc had suddenly awoke when the car had stopped at its destination.

At first he was confused about what was going on, but then just as suddenly as he awoke, he remembered what had happened and started to feel angry again.

Right then the trunk was opened and he saw the faces of the two people he hated more than anything else in the world.

The bastard grabbed him, pulled him out of the trunk and started shoving him into the building.

Still not feeling right from all the hits to his head, he couldn't resist and was easily lead into the building. All-the-while he wanted to kill the bastard.

Now inside the building he was turned around to see the two of them and the knife in the bastards hand.

"Haha! So you're going to kill me because of this?" He said not feeling afraid because of his anger and the fact that he felt like his life was more or less pointless now.

"Yeah and because you had the balls to beat me!" The bastard said with a condescending smirk.

Hearing this our mc looked at his once girlfriend. "Why?"

"What?" she said with a sneer.

"Why did you do this? I loved you! I thought you..." No longer looking like he had any life in his eyes, but still he wanted to know.

"Yeah, you thought. I never loved you in the first place, we were friends as kids and in highschool I was just using you so that all those losers would stay away from me. And the only reason I stayed with you until now was because I could still use, but now why should I bother?" With a look of distain, she said all of it without remorse or sympathy.

Having heard that he loved such a person and his life had basically been a lie, he just lost all the light from his eyes even though he hadn't died yet.

"Whatever, just die already." The bastard got tired of the show and decided to just kill him.

The bastard stabbed in the stomach, pulled out the blade and left with the whore, not even giving him a quick death.

Now left alone and bleeding out on ground with no will to live, he had only one indignant thought going through his mind.

'Why? WHY?? What did I do to deserve this?'

(This is my first attempt at writing my own fanfic, I'm only really doing it for fun and to pass the time. Though I say that I would also like some feedback so that I can improve. If you like it let me know and if you dont then I'm up for some constructive criticism.

Thanks for reading.)