Our Love Will Never Die

Alone Once Again

       I can't sleep. I've been trying for hours. It's 2:17 AM and I'm pissing myself off. 'Sleep' I mentally told myself. 'Fucking sleep' I thought once again, getting even more frustrated. 'Fuck it' I thought, throwing my blankets off of me and standing up to get a glass of water.

       I reach the kitchen to find Jeff sitting at my table. To be honest it scared the living shit out of me but I played it cool... Kind of. I jumped up and gasped. He looked up at me with shame in his eyes. His knife in hand, covered in fresh blood along with his hoodie. I did my best to ignore it and continue to the fridge, but curiosity got the best of me.

       I turned towards the table to face him. "What's wrong?" I asked. He looked up and stood. He started slowly walking towards me. Then stopped right beside me, placing something on the counter in front of me. I looked closely at what it was and gasped as I realize that it was Johnnie's hat. With a small blood stain on the side. I covered my mouth and backed away, knowing exactly what Jeff did. He killed John. My only friend. Dead. I look down and let out the tears I was holding in. I can feel eyes on me so I look up. "Why?" I asked, tears now blurring my vision. "Why would you do this? What did I do to diserve this?!" I asked getting angry. "I-I didn't mean to-" he said but I cut him off. "You didn't mean to?! How do you not mean to kill someone?!" I shouted. "I was lost in my mind! I didn't know who it was!" He shouted back at me.

       "No. You just killed my only friend. The only person who cared about me!" I said. My breathing shuttering as I try to calm myself. "I really did like him, as a friend and a lover." I whispered and my tears dry and my breathing labors. "I'm sorry..." He whispered. He said it so quietly I almost didn't hear him. "I know how it feels for no one to care about you. To lose everyone. Except in my case it's my fault. My brother... He was my only friend. And my blood lust took over my brain and my heart. And now I'm alone. Maybe that's why I can't kill you. Because I need a friend so I'm forcing myself on you. I'm here all the time because I can't stand being alone. Upon realizing this I'm not going to stop coming here. There could be another reason." He said, looking at me.

        After hearing this, I've decided to forgive him. I don't know if that's the right choice or not but I'll take that chance. "I forgive you. But I will still grieve the death of Johnnie. You can understand that right?" I said. "Of course." He concluded.

        I step closer to him and quickly embrace the killer. I hear him gasp and feel him stiffen a bit, but calm down after a few seconds. He wraps his around me, hugging me tightly. Clearly we both needed a hug. You'd think a killer wouldn't smell too good, but he smells like a cheep gas station cologne. Not bad.

       And we just stood there. Embracing each other.

That was intense. And hurt my brain. I can only take so much. XD lol. Bye, my lovelies.