The Mask Hiding The Real Jay

Old Friend

Normally my days are uneventful (or, for the smarter people, mundane), or when they are eventful, it's just violence or sex. Today ISN'T one of those days. But you'll find out why later on in this chapter. While walking I bumped into a friend — actually, an old flame — and we talked for a bit. Her name was [Redacted] and she was fantastic in every possible way. Beautiful face, amazing body, she was sweet yet defensive and playful, she's an absolute dream. Any guy would want her if they had any sense. We were walking to my place as my parents left the house for the weekend, so she stood at my place. We mainly just sat and played games but something got our hormones running. I had to resist, but I couldn't stop staring at her body. I tried to not objectify women because that's not the kind of guy I am but she's irresistible. Her and I looked at each other, eyes locked. I leaned in to kiss her, and she didn't seem to mind. We started making out as things careened out of control. It was to the point where I blacked out for the whole night, not knowing what we had done.

The next morning we both woke up, as I found out we were both nude. Gasp, we had sex. Of course. But I don't remember anything besides the fact that we made out. When she got up to go to the bathroom, I followed. And again, I blacked out. We did it again. Dear God, I think I might be a nympho. Anyways, after that, she shocked me by making food. I was going to make myself something to eat but I was okay with that. We then spent the whole day watching TV together, watching the weirdest things. Something tells me her and I are compatible, but I can't really tell. I thought to myself, wow, she's perfect in every way and then some. Maybe I should spend my life with her. But I won't let this turn into smut or anything mushy. We just had sex, made out, and chilled together. When we went to the park, we saw a black van following us. Could be sheer coincidence. At least, I hoped. After a great day in the park, we left and were on the way back to my house when she surprised me by asking "Wanna be more than friends?" No girl or guy had ever asked me out ever. I swear to God this was the first time someone who wasn't a slut asked me out. I immediately said yes without thinking. We continued, holding hands as the van appeared again. The doors opened as uzis pointed at us and opened fire. We both ended up on the sidewalk, bleeding out, hand in hand. We watched as we saw the life leave each other's bodies. We had been shot and were left for dead.