Masquerade

Neurot

"Pity that boy..." the nurse's words caught our attention. 

"Uh...?" Jean looked into the nurse's face. 

"If that kid wasn't killed, Maybe he would live a happy life" She then sighed. 

"Wha- What do you mean?" I arked Her. 

"This Kid's cancer cells somehow reduced in a tremendous amount... If he was alive today, then his cells would vanish completely. But what can we do? It's his fate... " she explained. 

I exchanged glances with Jean. 

"FUCK IT!!! NOW YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FUCKING REJECTED ME!" I shouted, catching attention from everyone in the cemetery. 

"Dude,  calm down! everyone's looking" 

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!  IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT! IF YOU DIDN'T SPIT AT ME ON OUR FIRST DATE ALL OF THIS FUCKING SHIT WOULDN'T HAPPEN!" 

She weeped slowly; too slow to be heard by most people. 

"WHO'S THE CRYBABY NOW,  BITCH?!"

She suddenly took out her pocket knife and slit her neck repeatedly right in front of me. Blood drained out of her body a split second later. Some of her blood stained on me. 

"AARRGHHH!!!!!"

I woke up in my bed at the apartment.  Jean was by my side,  sleeping peacefully even after all this.  I checked out her throat,  and it was fine. I sighed in relief. 

"I'm sorry..." I whispered to her ear. 

I got off the bed and then flipped my hair in distress. The tragedy happened yesterday still put my head under pressure. I took a look at the picture of the whole gang which was being hanged on the wall. Wade and I had a strongly unbreakable bond back then... He had always helped me to face the uncivilized bullies who attacked me for no reason. But now...

I sighed at the thought of the departed soul.

I took the picture and put it on the table. I took the frame off and took out the permanent marker out of my pencil case. I pulled off the cap and began crossing out a few faces, including Wade's. 

"Hmm..."

I then crossed out my face. 

I smiled.

Then, I took the picture and put it inside an envelope before sealing it.

I began packing everything that I need to put all of this to an end. I looked at the time; 22.14 pm. I took my hoodie and then I went back to the bed. I caressed her head.and kissed her goodbye.

"See ya later, my angel..."

I took the bottles of petroleum which I have already prepared about a week ago, prior to this moment. I poured them all over the apartment, including the bed. Seeing her sleeping while I am doing all this brought a depression in me. But no matter what, I HAD to do this. Worse things will follow if I don't.

I went out of the apartment and ignited the lighter. I burned my 'Destiny' hoodie which she had gifted me around two years ago. Some part of me wanted to stop all of this madness in another way...but I don't know how. It's the only thing that I can do at the moment. I then threw the hoodie into the petroleum filled room. I quickly closed the door and walked away from it.

"I'm sorry... But you made me do this..." I monologued.

I went to the elevator and entered it.