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Gohan awoke before the sun came up, but he didn't move ,he didn't think. He barley breathed. All the young demi-sayian wanted to do was forget what he had done.
After what seemed like hours, Gohan began to think.
"I killed them and for what! Mom and Goten can be wished back!" Gohan thought, turning onto his left side to face a light blue wall.
"What would Dad say? If he had been here none of this would have happened. But it's my fault that Dad isn't here, so it's my fault all this happened!"
The door to the room opened as Alex stepped in, closing the door quietly behind him.
"Gohan?" Alex questioned coming to the side of the bed.
"I'm a killer..." Gohan said in a whisper, not moving.
"No, Gohan, your not." Alex said softly, sitting down on the bed.
"Yes, I am!" Gohan said angerly, rolling over to face his friend.
"I killed them, even though I knew we could wish Mom and Goten back! I did it for no better reason than that I was angry."
Alex jumped up from the bed and snarled,"You think you have it rough? You killed a couple drug dealers, a crack head, and busted up a few cops and then you think you can wallow in self-hatred?"
Gohan started blankly at Alex, shocked at his friends outburst.
"Gohan, I've killed cops and countless others just because they owed the wrong person money or stepped on someone's toes. Literally in some cases." Alex said more calmly after taking a few deep breaths.
He sat back down onto the bed.
"Look," Alex let out a large sigh, "you've been through horrific things, but you've only seen it through one perspective. I have been the horror. The one who kills without true reason. I don't go to sleep at night without wondering if someone is going to come and try to kill me because they found out I killed someone they loved. You don't know what that is like and I hope you never do."
"Alex, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinkin'..." Gohan said as he raised up from the bed and put a arm around his friend.
"It's alright, I shouldn't have exploded like that. I'm the one who's sorry." Alex said patting Gohan's arm.
A few moments of silence passed.
"Where did you sleep last night?" Gohan asked Alex, not liking the silence.
"The couch; that's why I'm up this early. Damn thing is alright for a few hours but after that, it's a bitch." Alex said, rubbing his neck.
"Well, this bed is plenty big enough; you can sleep here with me if you want."
Alex glanced over at a clock that was hanging from the far wall beside the door. It read 5:15.
"Alright, move over."
Gohan did as Alex commanded. Moving over enough so that the older teen had plenty of room.
"You don't steal the blankets, do ya?" Alex asked as he pulled the large blanket over himself as he laid down.
Yeah, I know it's short. But I won't write anymore unless I get four review on this chapter from four different people. Sorry to the two that review, hopefully I'll get some reviews for this one.