Part I: When is the End?

3:00 PM

I sit next to E, holding his limp hand in mine. Thinking of all the moments we've shared, how this is our last. I feel his hand shake a little, but I know it's only my imagination.

I sit quietly, singing to him as if he can hear me, but there it is again. He actually is shaking. Is this even possible? I tell myself I'm hallucinating, this can't be real.

E's eyes bolt open, but it's not him. This is not the boy I knew an hour ago. His eyes are a milky white color, yet bloodshot at the same time. I jump back as he starts getting up.

"Stay away from me!", I scream.

His teeth chatter as he looks at me. This is NOT my E. He looks at me with blood dripping down the side of his cheek from when he had shot himself before. This can't be real, what did you do with my E?!

He tries walking towards me as I back up into the table behind me, almost falling. I should have gone with him, I should have shot myself right after he did. I'll never make it out here alone. Fuck, I had a hard time living on my own and getting up in the morning before this even happened.

He is not human anymore, his soul is simply gone. This is a monster. I run past him and grab the rifle. He reaches for me angrily and I move out of his reach. I aim at him, telling myself he is not E. E is gone, fucking remember that. This thing is going to kill me if I don't kill it first.

I close my eyes as I hear it growl and begin to run towards me... and that was it, just as simple as that. One shot.

It's body falls to the floor. I slam into the cabinet behind me and drop the rifle to my side. I can't even cry anymore... I'm just so.. so empty. I put my head between my knees and my hands over my head, trying to process what had just happened.

I already had to watch E go the first time, but now it was my fault that he was gone. Even though it wasn't really him.. it still hurts so much. I'm alone again...