Josh.

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I need to set rules. I'm NOT going to go soft anytime soon. I need to get Jakes deed finished. I have a reputation to get to.

"Uh. Jake. I'm going on a walk."

"Want me to come?"

"No. Get used to it."

"B-But.."

"No but's. I'll be back later."

I walk outside. It's foggy. Cold. I like it. I wish everyday was like this. I remember when I was a kid these days were the best. I'd run around.. playing tag with friends. See. I hope people know half of those friends of mine are dead now. Not trusty enough.

The funny thing is, we made murderous jokes. I remember it.

"Guys, do you ever wonder if we'll be murderers some day?"

"Uh.. yea. Sure."

"Imagine it. JOSH DUN MURDERER OF 10"

James laughed. We're best friends. I hope we always stay together.

James giggled again. "Josh, you'd be a silly murderer. Jishy. Jish jish jish. Haha."

"Awe.. cut it out James! I'd be so cool. I'd save people all the time!"

"Right." James smiled.

That's all I remember. I used to be good. I really was. I never wanted to be the way I am. But when James died.. It tore me up. He was my bestfriend and for a while i had a little crush on him. Fuck. That made me evil. The worst part was I was with him that day. I saw the bullet, and i saw what it did to him. But hey. I did kill the piece of shit that did that to him.

My first victim.

My eyes are red. Puffy. I cried too much. Shit. Boys don't cry. Boys don't cry. I'm already a problem.. being gay as hell. I need a girl. Just for one night.

I go back, get my car, and go to some club. I have a friend who owns it. So many hot girls. What if i got a guy? I mean.. nevermind. Just stick to the basics.

I walk in, and Drew is there. As always.
"Aye. Drew. Got any girls? or boys.."

"Did you say OR BOYS?"

"Shit."

"Joshie babe if you want a boy just take me."

"If i had to have you, I'd prefer a girl."

"Nah. Give it a try. Our boys are over there. You look like you've been crying and since I like you a lot you can take any for free till tomorrow morning."

"Thanks."

I walk in. It smells like sweat. Stinky. Funny thing is, I could get anyone anyday. I'm a pretty popular guy, come to think of it. Everyone knows my name. I look around. They all stare at me. There's a few cute ones and some decents.

"Oh. My. God. Josh Dun?? YOU'RE GAY??"

"No."

Another one cuts me off.
"Then why are you here?"

"Well Mouthy, how about you come with me?"

All of his friends laugh and he sighs and approaches me.
Lucky for me, mouthy boy is cute.

"Come on."
I lead him out and say goodbye to Drew. We head to my car.

"Look. Please. Please just don't kill me."

"Shut the fuck up. You're cute. I wouldn't try. Plus if I buy from Drew that means he'll turn me in if i kill you."

"Good. For once I actually like drew."