Warning: This work has been rated 18+ for language.
This is autobiographic. xD Also inspired by a short story book I once read, the few-line stories.
Hello there. I am watching you.
Every step you make, my dear old friend, I will be following carefully. I know what you're up to. I know you want to hurt me. You are constantly trying to find an opening, a careless moment to spill my blood. Well; I've got bad news for you. You shall never succeed.
I never thought you would be like that. All around, people wear fake faces and then bang, stab, shoot, and their so called best friend suffer. I thought you were different.
Do you remember all the times we spent together? All the fun and secrets we shared? How could such an evil, disgusting plan come up to you, after all we've been through? I never hurt you that way.
No, my dear, old friend.
I will never let you burn me with that god damn cigar.
It will be an eternal quest of yours.