jamesmarriottig:
What do you mean?
will_elms:
You're far from an idiot James. It's something that frustrates me. You know what I'm on about, yet still wish to play the innocent, oblivious fool.
I'm not an idiot James.
You may have fooled Alex and your friends into thinking you're different.
But I know you're the same.
Especially after this.
So my question still stands.
What the fuck did you do to Alex.
jamesmarriottig:
Will.
I told you I'd be honest.
And when I say I have no idea what you're on about, I'm being honest.
will_elms:
No you're fucking not!
I thought you'd fucking care about this, seeing as it's Alex. You were both meant to be friends. He wasn't just a fucking toy for you. He was different.
He wasn't like Matt.
jamesmarriottig:
You're right. He wasn't like Matt.
He isn't like Matt.
So if I knew something I'd tell you.
Please just tell me what's going on Will.
will_elms:
What fucking harm does it do telling you anyway. You already know. You just want me to make a mockery of myself.
jamesmarriottig:
Will please.
will_elms:
Alex never came home a few weeks ago. None of us have seen or heard from him since.
Its just like Matt.
And we all know Matt was your fault.
jamesmarriottig:
Oh.
What day, a few weeks ago?
will_elms:
Why does that fucking matter.
jamesmarriottig:
I think it might actually have been partly my fault.
will_elms:
Fine.
It was the Wednesday.
jamesmarriottig:
Fuck
Will I'm honestly so sorry.
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