the same faces
same smells
same sounds
the blondes senses filled with the exact same thing ever single hour of his day, however, today was different, on the 23rd floor apartmeant 103, was a crash a thud and a shot.
CRASH!"God please dont! im sorry im sorry!" a voice that was nothing but a whimper could be heard through the wall.
"shut up! shut up! SHUT UP! DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!" another voice shot through the wall, this voice was angry and filled with guilt.
tweek listened, he knew he shouldnt get involved afterall it could just be a couple getting into a fight.
"please! please im begging you it wasnt what you think! dont hurt her!"
"its wasnt what it looked like... it wasnt what it looked like..it wasnt WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE HE SAYS maybe maybe...maybe youll be happier with her wouldnt you! wouldnt you craig!" the other voice screamed, tweek began to feel concern bubble in the bottom of his stomach.
BANG
"craig...?""craig!...""oh god..oh god"urgency hit tweek so hard that the blonde bolted so fast his bare feet burned, hastily he ran out of his door and into the apartmeant nextdoor, the wooden door swinging open the metal handle creating a hole in the wall.
tweek prowled the house until crying could be heard, loud sobs and the wrestling of metal against a marble countertop.
slowly tweek started his way towards the cries.
"AaaAaaahhaa" a scream rose cuasing tweeks feet to halt the clanging of metal against a wooden surface.
silencepure silence
tweek walked, he turned from the entrance bloodied footsteos ruined the sleek wooden floor, suddenly urgency in each small step, his heart stopped once he reached the shards of galss that scattered the ground like leaves in fall.
his eyes searched the hallway he stood in until they landed on an empty shattered gun case that was on the wall, still follow your buddy footsteps he reached his hand out for the shiny door knob his hands shook each out of pressure he applied to twist.
his heart pound against chest is breathing hitched, twisting the doorknob seemed like the most amount of exercise he's done in his life.
creeek
the door slowly fell open before him layed a man who had his bare back pressed up against the wall, above him was a window, blood splattered against it like modern art.
"ohholy shit hello!?" tweek scrambled not caring are the shards of glass that stuck to his feet, he examained the man quickly, his black sweaty hair matted down to his fore head while his eyelids seemed glued shut his chest painted red, hastily tweek called the police.
"are you awake? can you hear me?" tweek spoke, his words shakey but Brave.
tweeks hands roamed the mans body until they found the bleeding wound above mans collar bone, if he was lucky its went through the tendant rather than bouncing off a bone into one of his arteries.
tweeks hands pressed against the wound his green sweater sleeves rolled up high. tweeks watery green eyes searched the destroyed room, glass and blood was strewn and splattered across the room like halloween decorations put up by a 13 year old.
the apartmeant was dead quite, looking around the room as far as his neck would let him sat a woman in very very unflattering attire, her left eye was no longer there rather than a bloody mass of yuck.
tweek wanted to throw up.
"whos in here!? is tweek in here!?" a deep voice boomed "Yeah!" tweek hollared, loud footsteps boomed as a stretchar was thrown into the room followed by three men dressed in suits "help." was all tweek could squeek.