True friend is like a diamond, precious and rare. A friend is their when you need something, when you are down and when you’re alone. They will pick you up when they’re done laughing. They are the ones who will hurt you with the truth and lie for you not to be hurt.
What if, that friend will be your everything? Is it a dream come true? Or a worst day dream? What if, he will not be your sweet dreams, but your worst nightmare? What if, he will not be your happy ending? What if, that friend will ruin everything you have just to get what it wants?
It’s a fine sunny Monday morning, 1st semester, year 3 in college. I be friended with a guy whose name is Dre. He’s so kind, gentle, and handsome, knew by everyone, smart, tall, war freak but has a smooth heart and sitting right next to me. Waiting for my one true love, James. He asked me a question, “Violet, do you love me?” and without hesitating, I answered “Of course I love you. You’re my one and only best friend. Best friend forever right?” then I smiled, he just looked away.
Minutes after, James came then, we said good bye to Dre. I like Dre but I do love James. Dre is a very secretive man since we’re still in Year1. I knew him because he’s famous in our school and chose to be his girl best friend. He has a lot of girls and always in a trouble but I don’t mind them. And still treating him as one of my best friends. James and Dre knew each other for the half of their lives. They grew up together and live together.
One day, Dre called me that James errand him to call me because he don’t have a load. He asked me to come along at their house to watch some movies with them. I did what he said. But when I went there, I saw him with bruises and stabs on his arm and face. He told me that James went to the nearest convenient store to buy some goodies for us to eat. Hours passed, no James and it was already past 12 midnight. I called James and noticed that he left his phone and I told Dre that I will go home, sleep and be back by the next day to continue to watch movies with them.
Weeks later, I didn’t saw James and I’m spending my vacant time with Dre. Dre told me that he went to their province and be back after week but 2 weeks has passed. I went to their house and checked if he is there with another woman. I went straight to his room and noticed that there’s a blood on the floor. I opened it and I was shocked. I saw blood everywhere. On his bed, on the wall, the floor and I saw a piece of paper under the bed sheet. James wrote it and it says:
“Bae, after you read this, run to the nearest police station and lend this letter to him. I went to Dre’s restricted room here on this house. The room is strictly prohibited. I went there and saw lots and lots of pictures and it is you together with me. Bae, he’s a psycho, I also saw a painting of yours naked. He saw me in the restricted area and I asked him about those pictures and about the painting. He wants me dead to be with you Bae. We friended the wrong person. We trust the wrong person. Bae, if anything happens, be careful and I want you to know that I really love you that much. Remember that Bae. I love you.
-James”
After reading the letter, I went to the room, James’ mentioned on his letter. I saw our pictures. Lots of pictures and it was a stolen shot pictures. I saw also, Dre’s shirt and pants with blood stains on it. I heard a car engine stops. I quickly slid the letter, a picture and tore painting to my pack bag and run to the back door. I went to the nearest police station give the letter and told everything I saw at the house.
I went back to the house with a sergeant and policemen. Dre, was very shocked and can’t talk directly. I showed the picture and the painting from his restricted room to him. I saw his evil smile. He step aside and let the policemen enter the house and when the policemen was on starting to search for James, Dre, grab me and put a knife on my neck. Dre, without noticing, the sergeant was in his back standing and put a gun on his head and ready to pull the trigger if he will not put the knife down and set me free. The policemen arrested him. They saw James’ dead body on the tub of the C.R.
The guy I treated as my brother and my everything is dead, killed by the monster who is once my best friend who I liked because of his perseverance and kindness. The monster once I treated well.
A/N: Don’t trust so much to a person who is very secretive, very kind, and very good to you. Because an angel is once a devil
