I've gotten sick of this series, and to be honest I have much less time to write than what I use to, so this will be the end. I'll make it short and sweet, so say goodbye to all the silly characters you probably wont miss. Bye!
Nifty warnings: no underage kids, there was sex in this, but not in this specific chapter, no illegals, this is gay, now go away if you don't like that or aren't allowed to like that.
P.S. I'm switching between narratives, third and first person... it doesn't matter.
Benjy's Boy: Chapter Fourteen: FINALE
Kayden looked down on the body. Blinking fast, his eyes flashed between the murdered and the murderer. He seemed relieved, should he have been relieved? He wasn't sure. This man was threatening him, maybe he deserved it, right? "You killed him," he murmured, looking over at his wife. She seemed disinterested. She grabbed the legs of his lifeless body and dragged him into a closet in the corner of her office, as casual as she could. This looked like it was a regular thing for her. "Who are you? You've done this before!" She strolled over to him in a grey suit that fit her well, her fiery red hair trailing down her shoulders. Her heels clacked the closer they came to him, but he refused to look away. He looked her in her cold, loveless eyes. "I told you the last time you came here not to love, and I meant it." "Who are you?" She flashed a card to him, and his face widened in shock. "I am Alexandria Adelaide. MI6. Jasper was a... foreigner, a terrorist. He's been threatening British citizens in order to get what he wants, whatever he wants. I was ordered to earn his trust, so I married him, and then I was ordered to kill him, and now he is dead. Anything he had on you is irrelevant, he is dead, and you will mention nothing or I may have to do to you what I did to him. Good day, Kayden." Her hand was on his shoulder and pushed him from the doors. He didn't know where to go, but he felt free.
I found myself by Benjy's front door, and knocked without thinking. His mother answered, her face so similar to that of her son's. Her hair was a striking blonde, curled perfectly. She had his eyes, I noticed. "Yes?" she asked snobbily. "Where's Benjy?" I asked suddenly. "Upstairs." I walked in. "Excuse me!" she bellowed. "You're excused," I mumbled, running up the stairs to his bedroom. When I entered, I found him lounging on his bed. He looked so sweet and adorable just sitting there that I just jumped onto the bed beside him. "Hey," he mumbled. "Hi," I replied. I snuggled up to him, when his mother walked in. She balked at the sight of us, but none of us moved. "What is this?" she screamed. "Are you... in a relationship?" "Yes," Benjy muttered, throwing a pillow at her. She held her tongue and closed the door behind her. He turned and faced me, fanning my face with his hot breath. "Everything okay?" "Yeah," I muttered. "Everything's fine."
And it was. For Kayden, it was all fine.
The End.