Pass Me The Sugar: a one-shot [completed]

Pass Me The Sugar

I didn't really think that things would turn out this way, but it did. I'll never know what will happen next, but what I do know is what happened before.

My friend Tris invited me over her house for... something. I didn't know what it was but oh man was I excited! I mean dude, a girl literally invited me over her house. Wait actually, we were best friends since I don't know, 5? Anyway, I was still excited since we don't talk anymore because of "certain reasons". I never really knew what those reasons were so I never clarified it with her before. But still, I'm more excited than probably you or something.

Well anyway I arrived at her house at like 3 pm or some shit. I didn't bring my watch but like judging on the awkwardly placed ancient sundial on her house it says 3 pm. Things on her backyard didn't seem to change. It's still the same as 13 years ago. I knocked on Tris' door and she opened it so fast it just seemed... Strange. I just shrugged it off though and greeted her like, "Yo, Tris!" She then greeted back so formally that it just sounds weird. She was like, "Hello, June." with a sort of welcoming smile. Now that I think of it, it was too welcoming. Like okay some of you are all gonna be like, "But June it's normal you guys haven't seen for like 10 years or some shit," like yeah but... I know Tris. She's not that at all welcoming but she's just chill and laid back. She doesn't care if you haven't seen her for five or 10 years but she's okay with it. She loves reconnecting to people but doesn't look excited. Anyway, she let me come in over her house and made me watch TV and connect to the WiFi on their house while she said that she's gonna fix something upstairs. I observed her house for a bit and nothing much changed, honestly. It was still the same two stories, same furniture, almost same everything. Almost. Some changes are evident here and there, like the arrangement of the shelves, the bookcase, and the "thing" beside the fridge. If my memory serves me correct, there wasn't a key holder there before. I wanted to go there but then suddenly Tris went downstairs already so I can't do that. That would be just weird coz it's been a decade or so since I felt welcome. Tris then called me and said, "Dude you should eat at the dining room." When she said this I felt like I was talking to the past Tris, so I felt more welcome. I headed to the dining room and observed it for a bit then sat down. The atmosphere is kinda unsettling for some reason, but again I just shrugged it off. Even then, I'm still bothered by the key holder since it looks so damn out of place. "Eat up," Tris suddenly said while preparing coffee for me. "Anything else you need?" "Nah," I replied while eating some cookies on the table and stirring the coffee Tris gave me. She then sat down and ate some pie on the table quietly. The atmosphere was so calm so I then said, "What were you doing so far though?" She answered, "stuff," while eating the pumpkin pie. It was then complete silence so Tris turned on the radio and listened to the music.  She then returned to her seat and started sipping tea she prepared. As I sipped my coffee, it tasted too bitter so I was like, "Yo Tris, can you pass me the sugar?" She then grinned and said,  "sure." I put some sugar on the coffee and drank it. I suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.

  I woke up somewhere I have never been before. It looked like someone's basement but I don't know whose basement it was. Then, I saw a man tied up to a chair with his mouth also tied up. He muffled something like "HUUUUUUH!!!" with his eyes wide open. I was so shocked with what this is and suddenly I saw someone going downstairs. Well guess who it is in 3, 2, 1. SURPRISE SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER OF COURSE IT'S TRIS! I fucking know you expected it! Not like some cliche dude in the movies I wasn't shocked. It all made sense in the first place anyway. I saw Tris grin so psychotically that it was enchanting and alluring at the same time. "Hey, June." Tris said with an alluring voice while holding a bat. "Since I know that you're a person who's clearly infatuated with me, I guessed that 'hey, maybe I should make this guy my partner.'" And it's actually true. I never talked to her since today but I always see her. She's my schoolmate and she always looks so damn alluring. "Well, Juney. Behold of this monstrosity." She said with pride. "This motherfucker TRIED to rape me. And guess what he gains in return? Fucking death." She then laughed maniacally and I actually didn't know what to say. I never knew that Tris could be so psychotic. She then handed me a knife and said, "You asked me to pass the sugar, and I ask you a tiny little favor: Can you pass me his life?" "Fucking sugar. Damn you." I said to myself. For some reason though, I actually wanted to do it. I didn't know what got into me but it just feels so exciting. I step closer and heard Tris instruct me, "First cut off his fingers that he tried to grope me with." Slowly, I cut off his pinky. I heard a loud shriek from his muffled voice. He's in pain, I want to stop, but I can't. Not now. I continued to cut off his ring finger, then his middle finger, then his index, then his thumb. I repeated it on his right hand. It was shriek after shriek. He shrieked so much he fainted. Tris then slapped him and yelled, "BITCH YOU CANNOT DIE IN FRONT OF ME! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tris then commanded, "Cut off the dick he's supposed to use." Even though I know it's painful, I unzipped his pants and cut off his dick. So much blood oozed and I think he fainted again. Probably because of blood loss. I don't know. I'm not good with diagnosing people who are tortured. I'm working to be an artist, not a doctor. Tris slapped him again, yelling, "STOP FAINTING ON ME YOU USELESS DICKLESS PIECE OF SHIT!" She seemed really angry. Not too angry, but still psychotic as ever. She then took the knife and licked it sexually in front of me for some odd reason. Honestly, it turned me on that even Tris noticed. "Hahaha," she laughed. "Don't worry, we can have sex after this." "Fuck," I said to myself. "June, calm yourself. Calm yourself, calm yourself." I then calmed down and Tris went ahead and cut off his ears. The man then shrieked in a gradual manner, as if he's really dying. I just watched there while observing my bloody hands. I know this is wrong but I can't seem to stop watching. Tris then grabbed a saw from her workshop that I didn't see and sliced off his legs. I can still hear and see his bones cracking and his leg thrown to the side. Tris then cut open his abdomen that his organs are showing. I saw his intestines and liver and other stuff gouge out. It's gross, really. Then, Tris went out and started gouging out his eyes with a spoon she had. A faint shout was heard. Tris then said "June, end it." She gave me the saw and I went ahead and cut off his head. She said in a joyful manner, "Congratulations! You did well." She then kissed me and said, "Welcome to hell. Our hell."

I don't know what will happen to me but for some reason I'm actually happy. I still fucking hate that sugar but hey time to move on with this hell ahead of me. Well, seeya later you sick fuck.