I walked inside their house it looked like they put alot of effort into decorating it. The living room had a dark brown color painted on the walls, a grey 2 piece sat swade couch, a dark wood coffee table, and a flat screen tv. As walked closer to the living room i glanced inside the kitchen. It had a modern look to it but all i was focused on was the large knife that was hanging over the stove one i what i guessed was made to hold knives. I may need that later.
"Yea, Alex decorated it" Jack pointed over to alex, who looked like he was searching for something.
"I said that out loud?" He replied with quiet yea.
"Shit, Taco-Turtle we dont have any beer. Ill be right back give me like 20 mintues. Okay? Okay." Alex ran out the door and left. I was stuck here with a over sized 10 year old. Just great. I looked at the clock over the sink, it read 8:37.
"Hey Tony, wanna take a 'selfie' and post it on instagram?"
"Yea sure"
He scooted closer to me and held the phone infront of us i gave a fake smile and jack did the same, he took the picture. He posted it on instagram and watched the comments flood. Two of them caught my eye.
Alltimeboob: Tony get the fuck away from Jack, you're gonna get all your terrible music and depression on him.
Then another.
Bring me da great kat of barra: go to your dried out band tony, you're such a dumb ass.
I was flushed with anger...they were right, before i do-there is something i must do that will haunt them for the rest of their life. I felt a burning sensation of hate and jealousy in my stomach. I handed Jack his phone back and he began to play on it.
*Warning*
I was starring at jack and thinking about the comments, thinking about my life, if i just do it...it'll be over.
"Do it, Do it" the raspy voice inside my head sung. Every time he said it one more voice was added. It go to the point where they were cheering.
"You have nothing to loose a Tony. You'll make you friends and family proud" he finished with a deep laugh.
I placed a my hands on the side of my head and threw my head back on the couch screaming "stop, the voices." Thats when the voices stopped and all rational thinking was gone. I didnt have any conscious. There was no way of telling was wrong from right anymore. Ladies and Gentlemen..I Tony Perry snapped
[*JACKS POV*]
I was looking through twitter, when i was saw Tony throw his head back on the couch screaming something i couldn't make out.
"Dude are you okay?"
He leaned up at the edge of the couch looking down. His elbows resting on his knees. His face was covered by his hair.. but i could make out teeth showing.
Was Tony smiling ? What the fuck? Honestly im scared as shit. It wasnt just like any smile. It was a smile that you would only see it on a serial killer.
He moved his head towards me and nodded. He then got up and walked over to the kitchen , out of curiosity i followed him. As i walked into the kitchen i was greeted by a small but sharp knife. It flew past me but damn was it close. I saw tony standing near the knife holder picking the largest and sharpest knife. I ran up the stairs passing the living room and straight into Alex's room. He had his lights were off. And it was hard trying to get to his closet he had all his clothes on the floor, CD'S and fan art. But with my adrenalin and fear running through me i made it. I closed and locked the door. Why was Tony trying kill me?
I heard a deep laugh coming from the stairs. I've never heard Tony laugh like that; that deep? It was made up of pure amusement, hatred, and jealousy.
I heard him tapping on the railing of the stairs, that sent shivers up my spine.
"Jaaaaackkk" i heard him sing, he sounded like the devil him self.
I heard him come into Alex's from lm shit i forgot to close the door. I could hear his foot steps get closer to where i was. Was this a prank? He opened the door of closet and made direct eye contact with me. His eyes were almost all black, they didnt have any feeling...they...they...just were deadly.
I pushed him out the way and ran for the door.
