One day, Two couples are strolling in the park. A handsome and masculine man is named Marco and a pretty, gorgeous girl named Julia. Julia knows that Marco has a mental issues, such as anxiety, depression, sadness and usually stressed. Nevertheless, Julia swore that she will never leave Marco behind.
Julia was happy how enthusiastic Marco was, he aims to become a professional bussinessman and own a house and lot. Julia was proud of him until that night in the same day.
Marco was acting strange alone in his bedroom, he didn't ate dinner because he ate too much during lunch with his friends. Julia knows but she left him alone in his while she was doing some stuffs she needed to do. She thought Marco needed some space.
However, Marco's thoughts was swirling with suicide for unknown cause. He thought he should put a bullet on his head, however. Marco remembered Julia saying not to do suicide attempts ever again. Marco decided to hid the handgun in the drawer.
Marco went out of his room and descended down to the living room, and there she found Julia playing a jigsaw puzzle. Marco greeted Julia. This is where Marco's sanity kicked in. She noticed that Julia wasn't so talktative like she used to be. Marco tried to ask her something, but she only gave a small reply. Marco tried to open a conversation, but only to get the atmosphere more awkward.
The air of silence began to pressure Marco's thoughts, thinking that Julia might have hiding something from him. He was about to lost his sanity, Julia was too occupied for the Jigsaw puzzle so Julia didn't get to check how Marco felt.
Marco was clouded by his own insanity. Marco saw his own self infront of him with a kitchen knife on his right hand and a twisted smile etched on his face. Marco closed his eyes and shaked his head. Marco's own self approached him, walking with a knife being clenched on his right hand.
His own reflection whispered to Marco himself.
"She hid something away from you. Are you man enough to let her speak?"
Marco came back to his own senses, but when he realized it, he was already holding a kitchen knife, holding it on his two hands parallel on his head with the point of the knife aiming on his throat.
His hands are shaking, he sweated heavy as he continues to stare at the point of the knife.
Julia, went to the kitched to grab some food, she noticed Marco standing and staring continuously on the wall, his body was intensely shaking.
"Hey honey, are you alright?"
Julia puts her right hand on Marco's shoulder and suddenly shooked Marco. He instantly turned to Julia's direction, and instantly stabbed her stomach. Julia gasped, she took a one last look at Marco's face.
Julia's tears rolled on her cheeks and her blood cascaded out of her mouth.
She still have the strength to speak, her final last words infront of Marco.
"I... am... sorry." Julia passed away.
Marco shouted, lost his sanity after killing his love of his life. He again saw his own self, approaching him and whispered Marco.
"Well done. Well done. Welcome to the hellish journey that you are about to face."
Marco lost his sanity. His world, his life was crumbled to pieces. Marco fell down to his knees and weeped, rubbing his eyes... until he decided to slit his throat.
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