The Last Straw

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Kian POV
Cameron's fucking collection turned out to be body parts in jars. I became numb to any feelings.
"This one is Jasmine - well what's left of her. She was a real screamer. Guess you can say I broke her heart."
I threw up. This room was disgusting and disturbing. Why Cameron was doing this was still a mystery to me.
"No smart comments Kian? Come on give me something ole pal." My mouth felt like sandpaper when I decided to speak. "What - what do you want from me?"
This maniac smiled, laughed even. "I want to show you the evil in the world, the darkness in everyone. After you understand that I thought maybe you could see the world through my eyes. The human race is such a disgrace, people are weak and pathetic. I mean look at you?! You've spent so much time and money on Jasmine and for what? So you can spend the rest of your lives together? For love? Companionship? No, I don't think it's any of that shit. I believe it's because no one wants to be alone. It's inevitable, you call it love but I call it desperation."
"And I would call you crazy but I'm completely out of energy."
"And were both out of time."
He pulled out a grenade and the last thing I ever saw was Cameron smiling as the world exploded. I found myself smiling as well, It was all over, it was finally all over.

--------- So sorry for ending it so suddenly 🤧 The story needed to be concluded and Camerons character started to sound more and more like he belonged in ahs:')

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