A disgruntled bus driver visits his doctor complaining about his bloated stomach. As he tells his disturbing story of night-dwellers, feral women and gruesome murder; the doctor begins to suspect this isn't a usual complaint...or patient. "When did your symptoms start?"
Disclaimer If you want to understand this story go and read the first book; His To Play, if you do all of this will make sense. ~~~~ I remember the day. The day it happened. The day that ruined me. The day that Axel died. I haven't seen him ever since then, they won't let me, they won't tell me why and it pisses me o...
Tweek is in high school; The best years of his life. Pfft, yeah right. He has no friends, and his life completely sucks. Tweek's point of view.
"B-ben...." "Y-yes Jeff." I cradled his head in one of my hands and the other was placed on his deep stab wound. Tears fell from my eyes onto his pale face. He chuckled deeply as blood fell from his mouth. "Ben I....I need to tell you s....something...." He slowly reached up and placed his cold hand on my cheek. My ha...