I could see Josh. Laying on the ground. Dead. I looked down. My hands was covered in blood. And the knife was all bloody.
I lost the grip around the knife and it falls to the ground.
No. No. No, no. My body started shaking. No, no, no, no.No! I wake up. Screaming. It's true. It's all true... Josh is dead... I killed him. I start to cry. Why? Why did I do that? Why couldn't it be me who died. I will give everything to see Josh again. But I don't deserve that. I don't even deserve to die. I deserve to live in that hell I made myself.
I didn't sleep the rest of the night. How is it possible to sleep when I know what I have done.
"How's it going?" Jack ask.
"I killed him" I whisper to myself. "I killed him"
"Who? What? Who did you kill?" He ask. He looks confused.
"Kill me" I don't wanna be here more. I know I deserve it. But I can't.
"Why would I kill you?" He whisper.
"Please" is all I say.
"Even if I would like to kill you I can't. I would never get out of here" of course. That must be the main reason.I look trough my cell. There is nothing. Nothing that can kill me. Nothing that can end this hell.
"Come on. Eat" Jack say. I just look at the steak. I won't eat it. I never wanna eat again.
"Take it" I mumble. He just look concerned at me. "You need to eat. Either you die" he say and suddenly he becomes quiet. He finally knows.
"You did mean it right? You really wanna die" I nod slowly. "But... Doesn't dead scare you?" Suddenly that giant sound like a little kid.
"Not more than life"I use the most of my time doing nothing. Or drawing. Josh. But today is different.
Everything on the paper is black. Everything except two clear red eyes. Blurry.
I turn around to my bed but somebody is already sitting there.
"Josh?" I ask.
"Yes" he looks a little nervous.
"But... You're death" I say to remind myself that it can't be true. He can't be real.
"And. What if I am? I'm here now" he says and move a little so I can sit beside him.
"I missed you" I try to say it without crying but... It's impossible.
"Take care" he says and before I know it I'm alone again. I can't take it anymore.
The tears is running down my chins as I sit down, screaming, on the floor.
"Take me out, and finish this waste of a life" I scream and cry. How can I end this nightmare?I know the chapters is very short but I don't have time to write long chapters -Author
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Heathens
FanfictionThe story is based on the Heathens theory. Tyler is in prison. He (or blurry) did kill Josh. But Tyler don't remember. He keeps seeing Josh everywhere. I know the description is bad. The story is better.