MEDICATION

I remember how his eyes looked before. They weren't so sunken and hopeless. I miss him. The real him. My closest friend who was almost like an older brother.
That was what it was. He was two people. Sol, the friend I knew and used to hang out with. And there was Jc. His opposite side. His dark, evil, vengeful side.
"He's not coming back. In fact, he'll never come back. I'll make sure of that."

"Did you take your medication?"
He hummed in reply.

If only. If only I knew he hadn't. Maybe he wanted this. Maybe he liked being two people.