"Just go!" Danny shouted at Mark and Lisa as he desperately embraced Johnny's limp body.
As far as he was concerned Johnny's suicide was all their fault. What could he have he seen in those stone cold bitches? he thought. How could a man as wise and incredible as Johnny devoted his life to a BEST FRIEND and woman who could betray him like this.
At least Danny finally knew why Johnny had laughed at his plan to marry Lisa after college, it was because Johnny and Lisa had been in love! Who would've thought?!
Danny felt wet, hot tears roll down his cheeks as he looked at the corpse of his hero, baffled that a man so in love could have been so kind to a young boy who fancied his own lover. He was a true saint, Danny knew.
"Why him!" he shouted. "WHY HIM!!"
Danny heard sirens approaching the house. He clutched Johnny's body tighter, fearing it being pried away from him by the San Fransico police.
As he held him close, Danny could feel a hard, long rod in Johnny's pants press against his leg. As more and more warm liquid escaped Danny's eyes, warm liquid started to shoot out of Johnny's rod, soaking through the layers of both their clothes to Danny's skin. As the police entered through the from door, Johnny's dead body was still cumming.
"Oh Hi Mark," the police officer said as he entered through the front door, leaving it ajar behind him.
"JOHNNY IS DEAD!" exclaimed Lisa. "HE SHOT HIMSELF!"
"Are you Lisa?" the police man said to her.
"He had ordered these roses for you. He was the flower shop's best costumer," The police man said as he handed her the large red bouquet.
Roses for my darling lovely love, Lisa, said the attached note.
"These are for you Mark," the officer said as he handed mark another bouquet.
Mark, you are my best friend, Mark's note said.
I can't believe how blinded by love and pussy I was, Johnny was my BEST FRIEND, he thought.
I can't believe how blinded by love and pussy Mark was, Johnny was his BEST FRIEND, Lisa thought.
I should head upstairs to the body, the police man thought. Then he walked upstairs.
As Danny saw the policeman enter the Room, he turned and kindly pleaded, "Can I please spend this one last night with him I love him so much!"
The officer sympathized with the young man, and said "Sure. Goodbye Danny," and left the room.
"You should probably leave," the police officer said to Mark and Lisa. They all exited through the open door.
Lisa and Mark went to Mark's house and cried. Danny sat in the fetal position on the torn up bed, beginning his intense grieving process. A storm started brewing outside. The powerful winds blew through the open door pushed over the spoon art in the living room that Lisa and Johnny had painted 5-7 years ago together. Danny didn't even flinch at the loud shattering of the glass.
Suddenly, lightning struck the tradgedy stricken San Fransico house.
At the exact moment, as she heard the loud echoes of thunder, Lisa swore she saw her name change to a big red "BITCH" on the note on the flowers. Her neck bulged in response.
Back in the Room as Danny held his head down as he cried on the bed, even through the loud and bright lighting crash.
As a result, he did not realize Johnny's corspe slowly lifting itself off the ground right infront of him... until the zombie Johnny spoke.
"Oh, Hi Danny," said newborn zombie Johnny. A shocked but ecstatic Danny looked up.
"Am I dreaming?" said Danny.
"No, you are not Danny, I think I am undead, to make love to that bitch Lisa one more time to come back to life and be your best friend Danny."
"We have to go find her!" an excited Danny replied.
"But first.." Johnny said, as he tossed his football to Danny.
"Let us play catch."
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The Room Part 2: Johnny's Return
FanfictionThe natural continuation to Tommy Wiseau's masterpiece, "The Room".