He couldn’t believe it…There was no way in hell you would do that to him right..? He sat there in his own demise…his own blood. You stabbed him in the back. His eyes were shocked and he was hurt by your actions. You were friends…best friends even. Was that all a facade..? “…What..Why’d you do this..?”

His voice ridged with questioning and denial. How could you do this to him..?