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It's funny how I came to try and get rid of my inner demons when there was one right inside this hospital. I went to the door outside Adam's room and called my suspect. In less than two minutes, he came wearing a blue t shirt with denim jeans and matching Adidas. His ugly blueberry smurf looking ass.

"What's up beautiful?" He smirked.

"Shut the fuck up murderer" I hissed.

"So I get a snake hiss and a new name? Me likeey" said Fred.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him inside Adam's room. Adam's still sleeping anyway, either here or in heaven.

"Don't you have any kind of remorse for what you did? You tried to kill my friend, and straight up lied to me in my face. Does it click that maybe what you did was wrong??"

He chuckled and attempted to hold my hand. Key word: attempted. I dubbed that nigga quicker than you could swallow a grape.

"You're completely right Tori. I was just so caught up with things I didn't even realize the aftermath of all of it. I went to my room to clean up and what I saw in the mirror horrified me; I was a monster and you didn't deserve that. I kept trying to apologize to Rose but I didn't know how shaken up she would be. Sorry isn't enough to describe how wrong I was for doing that, but you don't deserve that. He does" he said, pointing to Adam. "I was sick and tired of Adam pushing you around and playing your emotions, making you do all sorts of things. It wasn't right for you."

"That's some bullshit and you know it" I snarled without hesitation. "Don't try to screw me over with this. You're the insane crazy demon I thought was my friend."

"THATS WHY I DID IT!!!!" He screamed, taking one step closer. I flinched and ran to the wall. As he talked, he continued walking closer to me. "I did it because I wanted to be more than friends with you, start something real. But I didn't wanna risk getting my feelings hurt, so when I first noticed you guys were a thing I lied and said I was gay. I wanted to be close with you Tori. I can provide for you what he can't. Even you know that love can make you do crazy things."

He was standing right in front of me, so close that our noses were almost touching. Without flinching, Fred took out his pocket knife and used his other hands to secure my hands against the wall. Just like what happened last time. The horrid images came across my head again, and I couldn't run.

"Get off of me!!!!" I cried. I knew I was powerless against him.

"Do you love me Tori?" He whispered huskily in my ear. "Let's ditch this hospital and start over. I know you love me regardless of what I did, and Adam's already dead." He smirked and put a firm grip on the knife.

"Don't say that" I whimpered. I struggled to get free and failed. "I've always had love for you Fred, and I never loved Adam" I stated firmly.

"That's all I need" he smiled, letting go of my hands. "But just to make sure your not fucking with me, why cant you tell him yourself?"

I shrugged my shoulders and stood next to his bedside. It was the first step in getting over him anyway. I mean, he's unconscious so.

"Adam," I said, clearing my throat, "I already told you that you gave me reasons not to love you. And you know I don't love just anybody. Basically, what I'm trying to say is that I don't love you Adam. You were somewhat interesting in my life, but it's over. I'm done with you. It's a little too late to say sorry by doing what you did. Oh well."

I confidently walked over to Fred, snatched his pocket knife, and stabbed him in his balls. Odd place to stab I know, but I don't think it'll cause him much pain considering he doesn't really have any.

He groaned in pain, and I gave him a blow to the face. Before he could respond, I took the knife out and stabbed him again on his right leg.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!!!!" He yelled in agony.

"This" I said. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and pushed him out the door. "Bye bye murderer." I smiled as I saw him stumble to his room covering his balls.

That's what you get for trying to repeat my childhood. For a brief moment, I actually felt like I had a voice this time. I did do something about it. I took a deep breath and sighed in relief. Maybe now it's over.

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