...And Your Friends Closer
by MR
There's monsters out there. Yeah, I know everyone
says there ain't no such thing but they're lyin'. I
know they're lyin' cause I saw one.
He looked jus' like my best friend. Even talked
like’im. But it wasn' really him, cause yer best
friend don' do stuff like what he did to me.
I'm not real sure how he made himself look so much
like Fraser though. You wouldn' think a monster could
do that, wouldja? Make himself look like your best
friend n’ then hurt ya?
It's not like I woulda even cared if he'd just gave me
a choice. I love'im. He knows that. He knows how
much I love'im. An he said he loved me.
But he didn'give me no choice, understand? He jus'
took what he wanted. Took it away from me without
even carin' that it hurt. Hell, he liked that it
hurt. He kept tellin' me how much he liked that it
hurt.
No, I don' wanna tell you what he said. Cause it was
evil, okay? Evil an dirty an twisted an sick. I been
a cop for 16 years, it's not like I don' know people
talk like that. I've heard'em talk like that to their
brothers n' sisters, their parents, hell, even their
wives n' girlfriends n' kids. But I always had a gun
'tween me n' them while they was talkin'. An that
kept what they was sayin' from hurtin' me.
With Frase I didn' have a gun. Didn' think I needed
one. Stupid, huh? But ya don' think yer gonna need a
gun when yer best friend comes over to watch some
videos. We done it before. I don' know what made
this time different. Wish I did but I don'.
What was it…if Frase were here, the real Frase, not
the monster one, he could remember his name…some
famous guy that said Lord protect me from my friends,
I can take care a my enemies myself? Cause if the
monster could make itself look like Frase…what chance
do any of us have?
FIN
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