Ep 2

I had not thought of doing a 2 part of this story, but I think given the circumstances that have happened to me, I could not leave behind another idea of ​​relating another gore.

Why would you ask me "the circumstances" that I was presented with, well let's say that a bitch wanted to give it to her as a psychologist with me wanting to advise me on A. Well this girl has blood in her eye.

"You really like A, it's not love you feel, it's just illusions"

The girl who has had 2 unsuccessful attempts says it, the last one made me feel sorry for the boy she left, you could tell he was a good boy, but she just

"I want to find myself"

You make illusions of a boy, you go to live with him and then you leave him out of nowhere because according to what you were not prepared for, I think your grandmother was right when she told you BITCH that day of my grandfather's funeral. For years I have tried to put up with you, but this was the straw that broke the camel's back, I have remained silent about your personal life because it is not my importance, but to tell me that A will never see me as more than an acquaintance or friend is already going overboard. For me, you think I do not know that you speak things behind my back to him, you think I do not know that you will go with the gossip maybe not A, but his friend, you think I do not know that you want to fuck his friend.

"We plan to go on trips together."

Yes, of course, friends' trips are called that, you do not believe it yourself, you are one of those girls who likes to cajole men and then when you get bored you put them aside like a used sock, well I dedicate this story to you, for Obvious reasons I'll put you S, just for your middle name.

A may never like it, but your idea of ​​going to declare to me as if nothing I find it with double intention, you only want to tell me "I told you so" to feel like the winner of reason, well wait seated because I never will.

Let's start your ending, but this ending will not be a made-up story, but how I would like to end your life.

We had spent time together since we were little, my first memories of friends were with you, my first painful memories were with you, no matter how much victim you try to put yourself through, you do not get the actress, S was a successful archaeologist who travels around the world almost daily , the times we got together were few since you were always busy. That day we had stayed to meet for coffee together in our usual cafeteria, after a pleasant chat I tell you that A had started talking to me.

-Seriously! With A we talk to each other daily - showing me a fake smile

-You text yourself to ... daily ... -My words repeated what she just told me mechanically

-Yes, hehee, although I am more friends with his friend, but we have gone out in a group- For every word he released was to see garbage coming out of his mouth

-Eh ... yes ... -The bus arrived feeling relieved-Ah .. look the bus arrived, well I wish we could talk another time friend lol, see you.

She said goodbye with a fake smile and I was just trying to calm myself internally, I sat as far away as possible and tried to breathe deeply, my heart was beating at a thousand per hour, my vision was clouding, everything around me looked like images out of a nightmare , people had no face, and I felt like they were going to attack me at any moment, I looked at my cell phone to watch videos, but the only thing I could think of was how I wish I had gotten rid of it.

-Bitch… .. she is a bitch… ..- My personality repeated it to me

-Did you hear that! -I was telling me my other personality- Why didn't you jump on me!

-I… .- He said aloud-I can't….

-Yes you could !! - My other personality told me -How much damage has she done you for years? Do you remember when she said that she did not consider you her friend after saving her from losing the school year

-Yes…

It was there when a fine thread completely broke, it was there when all that past turned to ashes, she had been my first friend but ... now she would be my victim.

Here where my fantasy begins, dear spectator or spectator, I must clarify if this type of thing is not to your liking, I invite you to continue with the other chapter.

After telling me that I would not have a chance with my beloved I decided that it was time to take out the garbage, it sounds cliché, it sounds immature, but when you have a toxic friend for many years you have 2 options.

-Get away from her or kill her -I move the knife that I have in my hand back and forth- Walking away is a healthy way, but believe me having to pay a psychologist later to face your past is expensive, so it is better to remove everything from you root life.

My plan was simple, since I knew her schedule and her home, I could attack her without anyone knowing. I walked towards her house without telling her that I would go to see her, more or less I knew that she would be at her house around 8 o'clock, as it is winter it was already dark at that time, since it was raining the noise would silence her screams.

Ring the doorbell of his house, with me I had a backpack that contained spare clothes, garbage bags, gloves, a knife, rope, a large board, nails, a drill, boots. When she saw me I stared in surprise.

-What are you doing here at this time?! - Opening the door for me to pass

-I… .I left my house…. -I said with a gone face- I fought with my parents and I have nowhere to go

-Friend, really tell me what happened? - We sat on the armchairs in his living room, holding my hand.

-You are right sooner or later it was going to happen -When she had entered the room I approached from behind and covered her mouth with the cloth- Like your death S, thanks for realizing that- S had dropped the tray with The chocolate making it fall to the floor, he grabbed my arm trying to get away until he did.

-J? - Calling me scared- hehe friend what happens? ..... are you fine ... we can talk you know about ... ... ..- The liquid that I put in her mouth was having an effect- Ami..ga? -Listening a noise like a potato sack falling

-See you never friend- I turned on the light - I thought I would have to use the saw, I see you were just mouth.

I put the rope around his neck, pulled the other end up until it was hanging, I wanted to cut it into pieces, but I knew it was better that they believe it was suicide.

-La la la la la -Humming a song, I put on the gloves to avoid leaving my footprints. Don't mention it before, sorry for the emotion, I had already put the gloves on since I entered the room, no footprints. When I had seen my masterpiece I sighed in relief, I took off my clothes, and changed, cleaned with hydrogen peroxide his fingers, put alcohol on his clothes and a little deodorant, the smell would help to cover everything. I left there.

I know it sounds very simple, but believe me the reaction of others to find out what happened is priceless, leave a note from her saying how much she hated everyone and blah blah.

But if you need to see how I kill her with the knife or see more gore let me know

To be continue