TW | MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, BEING ASKED TO KILL SOMEONE FROM THE PERSON DYING, IN GENERAL A VERY DARK TOPIC !!KEEP IN MIND ALL FICTIONAL!!
I woke up to nothing but the birds chirping and the sound of... screaming? Screaming! I jumped up, throwing Schlatt off of me. I jump out of bed and run downstairs to see Toby screaming in pain while being held still on the couch. "What the fuck is going on!?" I yell in a stern loud voice. I look around the room and everyone has gone silent, Schlatt has come down the stairs rubbing his eyes just now waking up. The only person making noise was Toby and it was obvious he was in pain. I looked around everyone and they all just looked at the ground, most had tears in their eyes. I pushed through them to see what was wrong with Toby and... and. I had a lump in my throat, and I couldn't speak. I already had tears falling from my eyes rolling down my face.
A Bite. He got bit. I took a shaky breath and went over and sat next to him. He looked over at me and his face was all red and puffy from the amount he had been crying. I grab his hand and gently start rubbing his knuckles. This seemed to make him cry even more but I kept doing it. He finally blurted something out through his tears. "I don't want to die..." His whole body was shaking. I almost couldn't speak but I managed to choke something out. "I know... but" I stopped myself not knowing if he would want me to continue my sentence. He just looked at me and disappointingly nodded. "I want you to do it," he said quite loudly. I didn't really know what to say but I just nodded my head.
He wanted me to kill him. He wanted me to take his last breath. He...wanted me... to end his suffering. "We're doing this now... while I'm still well... me." I looked back at everyone who was looking at me, all their faces filled with sadness. He looked at everyone else and tried standing up on his own but couldn't. So, Tommy grabbed him and helped him hop to the front door. Phil walked over to me and bent down in front of me, he reached into his side belt and pulled a pistol from it. He grabbed my hand and sat the pistol in it. He wiped his cheek with his wrist and stood up and backed up from me. I looked down at the pistol and felt someone's hand touch my shoulder and grip it. I looked up at Schlatt who had tears clouding his vision. I lay my hand on his before I stand up and take a deep breath. I walk outside into the crisp morning air and walk to where Tommy had taken Toby. Tommy had his hand on Toby's shoulder as he sat on his knees staring off into a field.
I felt my hands shaking as I walked over to Toby. I stand behind him and let out a shaky breath. I stepped away though and let everyone one at a time say their goodbyes. I bent down after everyone and pulled him into a long hug. Until he pushed me away and just nodded. I stood up behind him and pointed the gun at his head. I squeezed my eyes shut and looked away, my finger twitching on the trigger. "Do it" once he said that I pulled the trigger. Silence was all you could hear.
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After I pulled the trigger, I couldn't even look, and I just dropped the gun and ran back to the house. I didn't talk to anyone for weeks, I couldn't. Schlatt had to bring me food and basically force me to eat. Anytime I would think about what I had to do I would vomit. Everything felt wrong, the whole house was silent. I would cry for hours every night. Schlatt tried to comfort me. I knew he was trying but I guess I was stuck. I knew Phil and Schlatt had a burial for him a couple hours after what happened, but I refused to leave the house. I only laid in bed every day. Well until Schlatt decided he wasn't watching me do this to myself anymore.
I was lying in bed when I felt the covers be ripped off of me and thrown to the floor. I rubbed my eyes and felt myself being picked up. I made a squeaking noise but didn't really fight though. Schlatt threw me down on the couch and I sat there. He goes to the kitchen and brings back a bowl of corn and sat it in front of me. He sat the spoon in the bowl and stood there looking down at me. I knew he wouldn't go until I at least had half of the bowl, so I started taking small and slow bites. I got as much as I could get down before pushing the bowl away and feeling Schlatt sit next to me. He grabbed my hand and gripped it softly. "Do you want to see him?" He asked and I looked over at him. By 'him' he met his grave, I knew I couldn't avoid this forever, so I nodded.
We got shoes on and Schlatt led me outside. The sun beamed into my eyes and covered them with my hand letting my eyes slowly adjust to the brightness. Schlatt had a grip on my hand and led me down the porch stairs. I took a deep breath as Schlatt led me to the field where everything went down. I took a deep breath looking at the ground at my feet as we walked through the field of ankle high grass. Schlatt eventually got me to the patch of ground that was just dirt. There was a rock sitting at the top, that had 'Toby' scraped into it. I covered my mouth with my hand and fell to my knees as tears started just pouring out of my eyes. Schlatt bent down and rested one hand on my shoulder. I turned to him and pulled myself into his arms that he wrapped around me.
I had my whole body shaking as I looked down at the makeshift grave. I sat on the ground with Schlatt holding my head into his chest. I could feel him shaking a bit, but I couldn't tell if it was from me shaking or his own shaking. We just sat there together, neither of us sure of what to say to each other. I guess we couldn't think of anything to say, I mean, what would you...
A/N: sorry for such a late update. I've been busy trying not to already be failing classes, I've also been sick for quite a while and just tired. I'm also trying to find a good ending for this book so that's in the works.
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