The Black Blade

Chapter 5

"Sh-shredder?" I started shaking him. "Shredder please dont be dead please." I knew he was though. Blood was everywhere in my room. His guts were starting to spill out on my stomach. "I-I couldnt have done this. I loved Shredder so much. He was my best friend." I started to cry and sob. He was my best friend. I got him on my 4th birthday. After what seemed like hours of sobbing I finally picked up Shredder and dug him a grave in my backyard. I even made him a wooden plank that read "The bestest friend ill ever have. R.I.P Shredder." I put flowers there and went back inside. I grabbed 2 beer cans and drank them. I went back to my room to clean it up. After 2 hours of cleaning the blood and guts i laid back down. I looked at the clock. 6:27am. When I was drifting off to sleep I felt it. Everything came back. My blade was covered in blood. "Oh no. No no no. How could i do this? Everything I love i kill? Is that it?" I threw the knife at the floor and started crying. I loved it at first but now i hate it. I drifted off to sleep. I woke up to my friends shaking me. "Dude wake up. Its already 5 and youre asleep? Sleepy head. Hey wheres Shredder?" Robby asked. "Dead. I killed him when i was asleep. The Monstrosity is taking over my body. It controls me when I go to sleep." "How could you? He was the best dog ever!!" "I know but it wasnt me. It was The Monstrosity." I said. "Can we visit his grave?" Martha asked. "Sure." We went to Shredders grave and cried together. After saying some words we all went inside and had some beers and chips. "So wheres the knife now?" Jacob asked. "I threw it on the floor. Ill go get it." I ran upstairs to my room. I found it in the same spot and of course as always everything came back. I started to go downstairs but i heard them all talking. I listened in. "We need to kill him before he kills all of us." Jacob whispered. "Are you insane? If one of us even try he'll kill all of us." Martha whispered. She does have a point. "Cmon we cant. Hes our friend we cant kill him. Friends stay friends no matter what." Robby whispered. I went downstairs. "Found it. It was under my bed." I lied. "So what should we do today? Im giving up on my dad i dont feel like searching for him." I said. "We can hang out at the park and troll some kids and people." Jacob said. "Why not?" Martha said. We went to the park, tripped some kids, took their toys and and money. We walked to the store and got some mtn dew. "So what are you gonna do? Not sleep any more?" Robby said. "I have no idea. Hey Jacob." I said. "What?" "I heard you talking about wanting to kill me. I dont think you can." I said smiling. Jacob pulled out a gun and shot me in the stomach.  I dropped my knife and grabbed it. I healed. "What the fuck." Jacob said. He started to run but i caught up easy. I put my knife in my pocket then grabbed his head and started kneeing him. Soon he was knocked out. I picked him up and ran straight to my house. I tied him up in a chair in my basement and put duct tape on his mouth. I waited and waited for him to wake up. He finally woke up. "Hey sleepy head." I said having an evil smile. "So you thought you could kill me? Well you thought wrong." "Mmm. HMPH MMM." Jacob tried to speak. I ripped the duct tape off. "You are a psycho. You have gone way to far. You should be de-" I started slapping him and punching him. "I cant die. Dont you see? I will never die." My killer side was coming. I went up to the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife. Why? Because i wanted to torture not kill instantly. I went back down stairs. He was on the floor trying to get out. I chuckled. I picked him back up. I was cutting through his arms and legs. I burned the tip of the knife and started to put a smile on his face. I cut through his mouth to make it look like he was smiling. I then drew a happy face on his stomach. His heart stopped beating. Hes dead. I started to laugh. I drank more mtn dew then went to bed. I later woke up to my door creaking. I saw a figure walking to me. "I heard you were looking for me." Said the figure.