“Everything I am is yours.” That’s what you said. Through thick and thin. In sickness and in health. That’s what you promised me. And you never break your promises, do you Billy? No. You would never. But I don’t think you have control anymore. Whatever it is that’s inside you will eventually take over, and when that day comes, I’ll have to be the one to stop it. To stop you.

Don’t worry, I know you never meant to hurt nobody. When I found you in the cellar hunched over Holly’s bloodied mess of a corpse, I could see that nothing of the boy I loved was there. You were asleep, it was the monster that raged. Can’t say it isn’t tantalising to think that I could save you. That I could help break this curse and wake you from this nightmare.

So instead, I’m making you a promise. I promise that I will do everything to save you even if I have to kill you. I will not be selfish or make up excuses when you kill again, and I will stop blaming you for bringing this curse upon yourself in the first place. The curse is on both of us.

The next time when those fangs come out to play, and I lose you to the evil again, I promise that I will end you. Even if I have to end myself.

Everything I am is yours.

I promise.