The Number You have Dialed

Sixth Scenario

It was almost in twilight. I and Arbie walking along through a venue. I wait for her until her class dismissed. I'm not about to go home, we had something to talk with my bestfriend.

"What's going on, Ash?" She asked. Looking at me while walking.

"I have freedom today." I reply smiling. Walking besides her. Looking at the place.

"Freedom?" She hesitate. "You're always free. What are you saying about?" In her words, she was doubting about things I'd say. Knowing of how mysterious I have done to say.

"I mean, no one hurts me. Nobody bullies me. Nobody harassing me this day."

But on the time I have tell this, was the time about to cross with Benjo. Standing on the way about to meet while keep vaping the vape with his effin' company. Yelling loudly,

"Hey weaklings!" Greeting of him with an evil laugh. Disgusting face! Woah! Damm.

When we came next to him and with his supports, "What do you need to my bestfriend?" Arbie asked in fierce. Concerning to me so she get cantankerously. I'm speechless.

"Well, well, well . . ." After telling this, Benjo beat me at my back. Suck, Ah! So Arbie smash that effin' guy with her backpack. Instead of being angry, Benjo laughs upon us saying,

"Hahaha. You're match being best friend. You too are idiots and weak." And his company laughs too on us. Blowing their vape smoke on us. Keep harassing us. My bestfriend is not idiot! Damm, she's honorable.

I am diabolic wanted to punch him at his crapface! While we are walking farther, Arbie cries about what Benjo says to us, while my back is aching.

"I'm sorry if I can't save you right now. Don't cry Arbie." I said, tired of being disrespect. Arbie won't answer. We got in a wrong way.

Then Benjo shout on us, shouting for insults. And I'd turn to my back then I'm stop. I just want to raise my dirty finger to him but then . . .

All was stop at that moment I saw.

There's no sounds indicated.

But I seriously saw,

I saw with my very eyes . . .

Benjo's down by a shot on his head. That was gore. I see it all with my very eyes. Those nerve organ splat on the side floorings. What the! Benjo is dead. I fell down after see what I've see and start being absentminded. My phone rings and The Lucky Caller dialed me, I answer with full nervous. My hand's trembling.

"So this is my joke about? One down. Three more ducks to hunt."

And my tears fall after I heard this. End the call. Carl should be the next. He doesn't joke. He meant it! How about . . . Arbie?

And all of the people in the place run because of terrified. Benjo's corpse only left. Laying on flooring. Deadly flourished. I and Arbie run as quick as we can to get lost of the Benjo's corpse.