The Guy Next Door

~Chapter Six~

~Nick~

I had just moved away from Tasha. I had no worries. I had no girls. Life was surprisingly amazing. Leaving Tasha was one of the best things I've ever done for myself on a while. This seemed mean, but really, it isn't. My phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Nick Jonas?"

"Yes, why?"

"We are very sorry to inform you.. But Tasha.."

I cut him off. "Oh my god. What did she do now!? I don't really care about her."

"So, you don't care that she's dead?"

"She's dead!? What!? How!?"

"She hung herself. We found a note beside the hanging place, but we have no idea who it could be from. Do you have any ideas, Nick?"

"Oh my god..... But no. I have no ideas of who would have sent Tasha a letter."

"Okay sir. Goodbye."

They hung up. Tasha.. She was dead. She killed herself. I felt guilt, and nothing but it. I sent her that letter. It was rude. I don't know why I sent it. I got in my car, and drove to the nearest bar.

I met a man there named Chris. He was amazing! He showed me what life was all about. He showed me how to have a good time. We told each other about our pasts. He doesn't care that I'm famous and may be the reason why Tasha killed herself!!!!

Ive been hanging out with him at the bar for about two hours, when he finally said "I'm gay.. We can still be friends, right?" My mouth dropped open. I felt a spark with him though, for how he's been treating me. I lied and thought I could try it.

"Oh, really? Yeah, we can be friends. And maybe one day even more." I winked. This felt like dae-zha-voo. He smiled.

"Hey, it's getting boring here, how about we go to my place?"

"Sure."

We got to his place, and he lived in my old house.

I didn't say anything. He came up to me, and kissed me. I kissed back. Then he asked what we were doing. This reminded me of Tasha.. A lot.. I couldn't deal with this. It was terrible...

"Let's play a shooting game!" I said. Chris gave me his gun. I pointed it at him.

"What are you doing Nick!?!?"

"I like you, but I just can't deal with this... This is dae-zha-voo, and it's making me feel even more guiltier about Tasha!"

"Nick! We can just not talk! You can leave! I can stay alive and never say a peep about this! I swear!!!"

"No, Chris. This is going to happen to me with every boy or girl I meet. My life will never be the same."

"Why am I involved in this then!?!?"

"Because, I don't want you to be a witness of my suicide."

"Nick! Please don't do this! Nick please!"

I hesitated.. I put the gun down.

"I can't kill you.. You'll just have to be a witness of suicide."

"Nick, don't do this! Its never the answer!"

I accidently pulled the gun trigger and shot Chris in the arm.

"Chris!"

"Owww... Nick.. It burns... Please.. Put me out of my misery.. I don't wanna bleed to death... Shoot my head... So I feel no pain..." I hesitated... So I shot his head. I started to cry. My life was a mess. I can't blame it in Tasha.. it was me. I gave her the note. If I didn't, she would probably be alive at this very moment! I couldn't deal with this pain anymore.

I pointed the gun to my head, said a prayer, hoping god would forgive me, and pulled the trigger.