Clomp.
Clomp.
Clomp.
the boots he wore made those sounds. he stepped heavy with a sort of confidence.
"Hey eric what's up..." stopping at where erics locker was located.
"Oh, hey Andrew, nothing much" throwing a notebook in.
Andrews long hair flowed down as he looked down at eric.
"Do you want to see something awesome, like mind blowing?"
Eric looking up, Andrew had a tendency to show him silly images. Noding, Eric agreed.
Andrew shows him his phone screen, what looks to be someone. Face down in the forest.
It looked similar to the one near the school.
"Is, that person dead?"
nodding softly as Andrew pulls his phone back.
"Jesus fucking Christ why would you show me that."
"I'm proud of what I did"
Eric looked at him, what did he say? I? God.
"What do you mean. I did?"
"Thats that one guys who plays on the football team."
"Holy shit."
Before he could finish, the bell rang. The next class. For Eric it was science. For Andrew it was English.
"Bye, I'll explain more at lunch."
clomp.
clomp.
clomp.
For the next 40 minutes. Eric sat at his desk, he couldn't concentrate. Was this all a joke?
A really sick joke. Was it AI generated?
Then the horror hit him. He really did kill that guy. Andrew never liked the football players.
But. the worst Andrew was ever threated by them was just being called freak.
Or that's the worst Andrew ever said happened.
The bell rang.
Eric didn't go to the cafeteria, for once it was something he could tolerate. pizza.
but he couldn't bring himself to eat anything. not with the image of what Andrew did.
Andrew however, had two pizzas. Eric couldn't understand how someone. who just.
killed someone, and watched their life leave their eyes. was sitting there scarfing down a pizza.
like normal.
"So. you really? -"
"yeah... it was awesome"
"a-awesome? Andrew, you killed someone and its. awesome?"
"It was a thrill. you should have seen his face when he saw an axe plunge into his stomach"
Eric, didn't know what to say. or do.
"Would you like to see it in person?"
"no."
Andrew eyed him.
Eric had a horrible feeling
"I thought you would like what I've done. I did it for you after all."
Eric looked at him.
"Listen i know you said no when I asked you to prom it's just, you mean the world to me"
Eric still silent looked in front of him. the path. the grass. the baseball field. the fence.
The trees. the forest.
the body.
"eric. i know you can hear me."
a fast turn.
"I don't want to be around or. or date a killer."
Eric gets up, he tries to walk away. Andrew grabs his arm.
"let me go ."
"please. just come see. then you can report me to the police or something. please."
Eric agrees. mostly out of fear.
Leaving the school, they get in Andrews car. Eric used to joke about how his car looked.
akin to what a seral killer would drive.
Soon they get to the forest. Getting out the two trudge to where Andrew has hidden his prize.
Soon they arrive. there He is.
"he already smells."
Andrew kicks his leg.
"Can i go now? i promise not to tell anyone. please Andrew."
Andrew nods slowly.
"i hope you like what i gifted to you."
Eric turns his back and walks back to the car. he shouldn't have turned his back.
SRUNCH.
Eric felt a horrible pain in his back. before he could scream a hand over his mouth.
"Shush."
Lunging forward. a vain attempt to escape
Eric screams. Andrew knows what has to be done. kick to the stomach. eric flops over.
his face to Andrew. then. last thing he sees is andrews axe. right between his eyes.
the end.
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