The man brought me to a room that was quieter so we could speak. I was too drunk to even care.
"I'm Gerard, and I was thinking if you're interested in joining us?" He looked at me, smiling. "Your friends Chris and PJ are part of us, and let's just say they recommended you to join us."
I wasn't thinking straight. "Yeah, sure." I took another swig of the liquor.
"Great, let's talk about the requirements to be an official member of our little gang." He gave me a ripped piece of paper. "First you gotta kill this guy. Don't worry, it won't be that hard to do."
I looked at him in shock, I realized what be just said. "Wait, I have to kill somebody?!"
"I'm sorry, but if you're not going to kill him, then I'll have to kill you. It's too risky to leave you walking 'round the streets knowing that our group exists." He took something dark and shiny from his pocket and pointed a gun at me. "So what do you want to happen?"
I looked at the name written on the paper.
Phil Lester
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Fanfictioni never really wanted to kill anybody, but i don't want to be killed. tw; mature content, violence, sexual content, profanity »short chapters«
