The days go by so slowly now.

It's literally the only thing I can think about. That and how normal things are that should be utterly terrifying. I mean when you see the things I have... nothing bothers you except the slow ticking clock that seems to be warning me that I could go at any moment.

My name is Kendall Knight, this is the story of how I killed my friends.

I know that opening statement was pretty crass but it's not at all what you think. I'm not the kind of guy who goes around butchering people. No that would be Logan. I didn't think he would ever actually do it though.

It's 2019 now but if I'm going to tell you this terror tale I need you to jump into the past with me about seven years...

it was three days after James birthday. He was so excited about turning sixteen. The boys and I put together a little party of our own for him. We had to wait until Friday because he had plans with his family all week. I was kind of jealous of him I'm not going to lie... He was finally getting the hell out of this town. Or... he was supposed to.

Still I was there, I had to be. He was one of my best friends.

Logan was my best friend.

I couldn't get over the depressed look on doctor boys face the whole evening. A late evening in a tree house in the middle of the woods turned sour when James opened his gift from Carlos.

Beneath a crimson red wrapper and an old shoe box James pulled out of some tissue paper a brand new flesh light. You should have seen the fury in Logan's eyes. It was an insult and it took me years to figure out just why Logan snapped.

"What the fuck is that?" He glared from his spot in the corner.

James and Carlos were both sitting on the couch the four of us had tugged up there with a little help from my younger sister Katie and one of her contraptions.

I was in a roll away computer chair I had found at the local dump with my legs propped up on the window sill so I could see the moon. She was full that night. "It's a toy. Jay here..." Carlos placed a hand on his buddy's shoulder. "Is going to change lives at that school."

"Yeah, after joining Kappa fap fap fe fi homophobe mega si." Logan rose up and crossed over to the counter to open our mini fridge pulling out a bottle of vodka to turn it up dry. I couldn't take my eyes off of the vein in his neck. It was a weird shade of black, it was usually blue like the veins in any white boys body. Especially one as pale as doctor boy.

"Dude... it's just a joke..." James tried to cover for Carlos not realizing he was only about to make the situation worse.

"A joke littered with the fowl taste of-"

"Logan..." I stood up before he said something he regretted.

With that he slammed the bottle down and walked over to the trap door on the ground pulling it open to climb down. He trudged through the darkness tightening his jacket as another summer night turned cold with autumn creeping up fast.

I looked back at James. Then down at the moon locket and the vanity scarf Logan and I had gotten for him. "I'll go talk to him... he's probably just processing this the wrong way." I assured before crawling down the ladder making sure to pull the door shut as I disappeared below the floorboard.

I could feel the world spinning in those moment. Let's be honest, a sixteen year old kid like me had no clue what I was about to see but with the home life I had I learned to expect the worse.

Slipping I grabbed onto a tree looking down to see that I had stepped in something wet. I figured it was a puddle of mud but when I raised up my vans to check I saw that it wasn't red clay, it was just red.

"Logan?" My heart started pounding. Terrified something happened to him I started running around frantically. Within moments I was lost in the woods I had once grown so familiar with.

Fishing into my pockets I pulled out a half a blunt and a lighter quaking with paranoia as I slid my back down a great oak tree to draw in a deep breath of THC and CBD into my lungs releasing them back into the air around me with a sigh of relief. 'What the fuck Logan...' I thought to myself.

"You should make haste." I heard someone say.

Looking up I saw something in the trees looking down at me. I had no fucking clue what I was looking at but what ever it was made my dick hard both physically and spiritually. "I'm sorry." I spoke with wide eyes as a man with the hindquarters, legs, and horns of a ram jumped down to look me in the face. "You're friend is broken..." It said to me. "Knows too much if you ask me..." It snatched the blunt from my hand to purse his lips around it and drawn in a drag. Passing it back he warned me. "The convenience of technology kills the humanity in man. I fear your friend has pumped his rod a few too many times staring at that tiny device many late evenings and it's thwarted his vision on the beauty of sexuality."

I had no fucking clue what this thing was talking about but I watched as it turned heel and began walking away. "That blood belongs to an innocent creature. Once man has a taste for playing God it will take a God to fix things." With that the monster was gone. I was alone with the shimmer of the lake beside the oak tree.

I looked back in the direction from whence I came. The eerie feeling of defeat washing over me. "What is in this weed?" I raised a brow speaking out loud. "Kendall!" James' voice came from somewhere behind me and reached around in a seated position to see him running towards me. "You find him?"

I shook my head. "No... but how did you find me?"

"You have a distinct smell. Even Mr. Poloski notices when you're not in class before he reaches the door." He reached down to help me up. "Come on... it's late we should head back home. Let's go get Carlos."

"He's in love with you James." I said as the two of us sluggishly made our way through the thick trees. "Who Carlos?"

When James looked at me for confirmation I assured him. "More than you'll ever know..."

We reached the tree house...

The moment we could see it we both knew something was wrong. "I'll go get him..." James said as he grabbed a hold of one of the bars on the ladder pulling back his hand to see it was covered in blood. "Carlos? CARLOS!" His eyes shot up to the light coming from the door.

James rushed up in side and cried out with a deep core shaking scream.

I dropped the weed and dusted myself off before climbing the stair case.

I found him clutching Carlos Garcia's naked body to his chest. Both of them were drenched in blood. James was rocking back and forth with his eyes shut tightly.

My attention drew to the flesh-light Carlos had gotten James as a gift. It was lodged between his teeth, shoved down his throat, his tongue pulled through the latex factory made ass. It really was an unspeakable act.

"James... James we have to go."

"He did this!" There was a deep bellowing anger in Jame's voice.

"Jay?" I whispered holding a hand out to him. "Please..."

"He killed him! He killed my litos!" He was vibrating with a rage I've never seen before. "Kenny..." He looked up at me with these ocean eyes. "Help... help me." He laid the boy down and turned away. "T-take it out... all I want to do is kiss him... please." I watched James' pale face and tears streamed down his cheek onto his once white shirt now drenched with the contents of Carlos Garcia's veins.

It was the first of the most mind shattering acts I had ever done.

The way his teeth touched again when I removed the toy from his lips. The way his tongue slithered back into his mouth. The way his expression morphed into a more comfortable and peaceful appearance.

I threw it to the side watching it roll across the wood of the floor to stop just before it reached the whole of the door.

James rolled around to pull Carlos' face to his own. Even I tasted blood when they kissed. Even I died a little that night.