I didn't know what I was doing until I did it.
I didn't mean to hurt her. Something came over me that I couldn't control. My body was moving against my will, slashing the knife against my best friends face. The blood staining the walls around us. The spray paint slowly dripping down with the blood. Her bashed up face almost covered with the red liquid people claim to be "thicker than water."
This wasn't what I wanted. I didn't know it would end up like this.
To my best friend
To the person that I loved so much.
To the person that held my hand through tough times.
Yet I was on the verge of killing her, and I couldn't do anything about it. I was just about to shoot her when,
I woke up, shooting almost fully out of my bed. I lay back down and sigh in relief. The white sheets molding to match my body.
"It was just a dream," I said to myself. "Dreams don't actually happen, do they?" I looked around my room. My TV was turned on, broadcasting static. I went to go turn it off, chills going up my spine as soon as I stood. After making my way up to my TV I heard slight whispering.
"What the fuck?" I breathed silently. I turned off the television and the room went completely dark. I decided to go back to bed and fall asleep.
A/N 201 words ✌️ sorry this first chapter is short, I came up with this idea not even an hour ago and it's still a work in progress. Hopefully you guys will join Gold through this adventure of writing! God that was cringe- Help-
