>be me
>living with Abusive Korone
>making margaritas one night
>I don't salt the rim in the exact half-crescent moon pattern she prefers
>throws the drink in my lap and tries to punch me
>catch her arm and snap it at the elbow
>Korone falls to the ground wailing in pain
>stomp on her belly once, causing her to vomit
>suddenly the door is kicked down
>fifteen local white knights who live nearby tackle me and beat my ass
>I know for a fact they heard all the abuse I've been enduring... but they did nothing until I fought back
>am taken to jail
>sentenced to fifteen years
>try to argue that she struck me first; even show them the bruises
>no one listens because cute doggo
>Korone herself isn't content with this ruling
>she hates that someone fought back
>she hates that she showed weakness for even a moment
>she waits those fifteen years
>she's there, noticably older, when I get out
>she hands me the box with my personal effects with a big smile
>that's a distraction to conceal the knife in her hand
>I expected this
>I smash her in the face with the box, disarm her, and plunge the knife into her heart
>the moment before she dies, she looks up at me with big watery eyes
>they become clear with hated focus
>"See you... in hell."
>Korone dies
>I'm given the death penalty the next day
>never even saw the sun
>been in solitary for five years now
>my execution is scheduled for next month
wat do, /vt/?
