Your Betrayal (Kirk Hammett

Am I going Insane?

I couldn't sleep at all actually. I looked towards my digital clock and it appears to be already four to nine. Gosh I'm hungry as hell! I immediately got up from my lazy ass to get my goal, food.

"Poor June. Her dad's friend died. Must be hard, " I sigh in grief as I was heading towards the kitchen just to see if there was some grub inside the fridge. I grabbed the handle, pulling it I couldn't see anything good. There was only supplies to make pb and J.
"Ugh. I'm actually sick of that. I guess I'll buy something to eat, " I grabbed my car keys yet again for another trip but this time its for the grub. For me honestly I feel I'm alone without my girlfriend. I opened the car handle for me to get in. Keys in the slot, out I go for some grub near the local store for me to make or something. Swiftly, I lower up the volume to hear the radio or something cause I don't feel like popping in CD. I already heard all of my CDs actually. So as I did, Money from Pink Floyd was on barely. Mhm it's been a while I haven't heard that song. The local supermarket, Stater Bros, was always around every corner so I made the turn to the store.

"Fans barging in at me probably as I get in, " I sigh to myself as I drive the car through the parking lots. Yes! Not a lot of people!

"Great! " I cheer as I was getting into a nice roomy parking space. My mind is actually thinking about food, apples, beans, sandwiches, ahhh I'm madly hungry. I'm so hungry I could eat a whole mosh pit. Stumbling across the path to the doors of the supermarket, I could still make it. Maybe I'm just overreacting. Slowly, I grabbed a basket that's left for us to grab for us to put our food in there. The brightness of the lights beams in my pupils. My hand hovers above my eyes because I was in total darkness for about two hours. I flew across the to where they stack the loaf of breads following by the delicious ingredients to form a scrumptious sandwich! I grabbed the two packages of bread, "Now going for the uh ham! " I say hungrily as I looked. To the next aisle, I ran with the basket like a little red riding hood, which I use to call Lars last time he bought this red hoodie, so I ran to it. Fluttering my arms to reach it out I suddenly hear my girlfriend's best friend, Linda, saying my name. I quickly turned to see if it was her, yay its her. My smile faded away like always whenever there's a bad case of somethin. She'd complains that she's Ms. America and says the band Styx wrote that song for her to her. She's very perky. That vicious cold blue eyes with her tangy looks. It really gives me the creeps. Slowly I turned around, wow she's already there.

"Ey! Linda, " I say with a fake expression. Linda made a confused look that immediately erase and been drawn again but this time it's a fearless smile.

"Um hey Kirk. So how's the band? " She asks me in a chill way. I grabbed a cabbage then threw it in the basket quickly.

"Good obviously, " I muttered out slightly. I soon hear Linda sighing then felt her warm palm on my shoulders. I took a glance at her, seconds I lift my eyes towards hers were at.
"Something, wrong? " I questioned her as she was looking in my soul like a devil. Her smile gave to the side as a crooked deep worried plastered smile. What is wrong with her.

"Dude? Linda? What? Why so worried? " I threw her hands off of my arms, I walked myself to another aisle and all I could hear is the annoying tappy of a red pair of heels. So I stopped, a heel threw back so I turned at her with a annoyed expression.
"What. Is.It. Lin.Da?" I gritted my teeth angrily almost my blood was boiling deep in veins.

"Oh. You're dating someone else? " She asks me almost getting closer. I backed up away as possible but slowly.

"No. I'm still dating June? What are you talking about? " I gave a light laugh. She stood there looking back just incase nobody was there.

"Really? Um June has been flying around with this douche bag named Carl since like around two month ago. She was lying this whole time that she's been with me and our other friends. She's been mostly been fuckin a douche skateboarder. June lied about heading to Malibu out to a funeral. She was told to run away and she also told me to tell you if you'd ever find out, is to Stay away. June is actually over to El Castro which isn't that far. Her address.She's a pathetic liar. I'm not her best friend anymore. She's a pathetic liar that's been fucking a mule all this time. I've got some pictures of them. See you, " She hands me the pictures and the address to me as my heart dropped down like a water balloon. My fingers let go of the basket, leading it to fall down recklessly. I skimmed through the pictures with her and that mongrel. So far I haven't had any happiness. I snuck the pictures in my wallet slowly, grabbed the basket out for myself to pay. She disobeyed me, like Linda said she's a liar. A liar all this time. Nobody could feel the pain I endured right now. My eyes have been frizzy about to leak the water out of my eye sockets. Pain. I grabbed the last thing which was a RC cola for me to drink. I payed. Walking slowly to my car, crying to myself until I have bloodshot eyes. Its been giving me the urge to let loose of the pain I felt seconds ago. Now I let them loose. Crying, mourn, moping, whimpering and more sweating throughout my eyes on the drive home.
"June. Why, " I cried until my stomach felt into knots. I parked my car, letting my bags holding on my hands going in the house. As I stepped in I dropped the bags, threw myself on the couch crying. I was extremely depressed. I took out the pictures for me to look. Carl. June. She betrayed to me and lied to my face. Adrenaline occurs in me, blood was pumping more than a muscle car, and my blood was boiling inside of my veins.
"What am I feeling? " I say in a shaky voice, I began to gain laughter. I ran towards the kitchen, opened my drawers, grabbed a sharp fitted knife. I loose my fingers in it, I rubbed the blade on my forearms. Leaking of thick rich blood overflows on my arms. I turned around to the mirror behind me. I slowly came to it. I've noticed there was a picture of June there. I slide my finger on my cut and drew a heart on her. I quickly gained a sinister smile, a serial killer kinda look. Am I going insane?
"Oh you betrayed me. Now it's time to pay the price of your betrayal, " I grabbed her photo and ripped it apart. An evil feeling attacks. I'm not taking my eyes off of the trigger.

"Ms. Feeny see you later, " I grabbed the gasoline, lighter, now it's time for me to leave. ...................