Kill the truth

1 : Shatter.

No.. no it can't be..

Everything was blurry and I couldn't focus on anything. It was hard to understand anything that was currently going on. She's..

She's dead.

No..

She.. can't be.

This is just another nightmare, fan..

That's what I thought. But god, was I wrong.

Everything happened so suddenly, i didn't know what exactly happened or was going on. A few hours ago, Test tube was alive and good.. what happened? I swear I was only gone for an hour... no, 30 minutes. I think at least. God.. I shouldn't have left her alone.. she told me she felt like she was being watched, why didn't I just listen to her? She could have came with me, I was only going to the store.. why did I do that?

I'm panicking at this point, struggling to breathe. I couldn't talk, I couldn't move, I couldn't even think straight. Get yourself together, Fan..

I ran outside, screaming for help. I felt people staring at me in a weird way, but I didn't care. I was desperate at this point. I continued to cry and beg for someone to come and help me, until I couldn't stand anymore. I fell onto my knees, crying, and whispering 'help me'. I can't give up.. I can't.. but what CAN I do?

Suddenly I hear someone's voice from above me. I look up to see Paintbrush.

".. What happened??" They asked in a concerned, yet slightly displeased tone. I hugged them immediately.. and wouldn't let go for a good minute. "Can you.. actually talk?" They sounded kind of annoyed with me.

"T- Test Tube.. she's..." ...

..I couldn't say it. I can't. I refuse to believe that this is real. I refuse to believe that she's... gone.

I broke down, whimpering while tears stream down my face. I could tell they definitely knew what I meant. Suddenly I felt them pick me up and hug me back, which wasn't very common for them. We were.. both really close with her. Lightbulb probably won't be very pleased to hear about it, either. Paintbrush puts me down, taking their phone out to call the cops knowing that I'm really not in a good mental state to even talk.

Soon after, the police arrive and the ambulance comes to take the body. She was shattered.. and her insides were everywhere. I couldn't get the sight out of my head.. and when I tried it just kept coming up. I couldn't stop thinking of it.. I just wanted to get it off my mind..

Paintbrush hasn't left my side since.. well, more like I've been clinging onto them the entire time. It.. seemed like they were fine with it. They were hugging me as I sat on their lap and hugged them. They kept comforting me and telling me that everything would be okay, but I knew it wouldn't. There's a killer on the loose. Im.. scared that I might be next. Paintbrush has been crying, and so have I. What can I do?

Nothing.

I cant do anything.

I had the chance to save her.

And she died because of my stupidity.

I hate myself.