"at least curse me at the end.. my love." *Geto speaks softly, his bloodied body slumped against the wall, one arm gone. You're his best friend.. the one he loves. You look at him, and speak.. to his surprise. "You think I'd kill you?" Your eyes were watery, so were his. To see your pretty face everyday was what he'd dreamt of. A life with you. His best friend.. whom he never confessed to. And here you are, a tear rolling down your cheek as he watches you begin using RCT on his wounds.