We could have been happy together, I truly believed that. The stupid test had been rigged from the start, because it would always end with him, she would have made sure that she chose Freddie over me no matter who won.
I felt the familiar rush of anger flood through me and blind punched the wall of the shed. The skin of my knuckles broke and blood ran down my hands.
It wasn't fucking fair I wasn't even allowed to pissed about it anymore, he was dead now. My breath caught in my throat and I crumpled to the ground, Freddie was dead, truly dead. I could still feel his bloodied t-shirt under my hands.
I needed to get up tell someone, explain to the police why I did what I had to the man who had murder my best friend and worst enemy.
Guilt, regret and sorrow racked my body making it impossible to move. At one point Freddie and me I had been near inseparable and I had let a girl ruin that, but it wasn't really the girl that I wanted so bad I'd let it ruin our friendship, it was him.
I loved him so much that it tore us apart I knew he would never feel the same, but I wanted so badly to stop him from feeling like that about her anything to prevent that from happening.
Now he was dead no more war over a girl I had never truly wanted, because Freddie wasn't here to fight anymore. Half of me was gone truly just gone, I couldn't breathe or move, because half of me was gone.
How I'd managed to stumble my way back blindly to the shed was a mystery to me and even here was different it wasn't the same. It was like the universe had completely changed since Freddie's death as if nothing would ever feel right and it wasn't fair.
I saw red suddenly as if that man was back in front of me and suddenly I was swinging my already bruised and bloodied hands against the wall, because damn it I had to do something. The dry wall crumpled from the wall to the ground and I let myself tumble over with it as well. Blood was practically pouring from my hands and I knew it should hurt but it didn't, I couldn't feel anything.
I laughed, my blood was cold and I couldn't stop laughing.
"Freddie, you win mate, she loves you!" I was crying now and shouting
"Fucking stop already, you wanted her so bad, come take her!" Why he wouldn't just walk through the door.
It seemed to quite after all my shouting and I couldn't stand it, but all the fight had been drained out of me, what was the point without Freddie so I laid there on the floor of the shed.
