Drunken Madness
Ch.2
Mad leaned against the payphone with a serious look. It's been two years since he last saw Drunk. The happy-go-lucky, blue-eyed boy had run away when he saw Mad had become too caught up in his "games".
He spent those two years looking everywhere for him. Every lead became a dead end. He leaned against the pay phone harder. What good was having someone if you had to change yourself for that someone?
"I'm not so strong anymore." Mad whispered. His milky, red eyes were weak. He glared murderously at the people moving to and fro throughout the gas station. Seventy-five cents rested in his pocket. Just enough for three calls. Three ways to say good bye.
A sharp pain shot up his pain. "Ah!" Mad bit his lip as his nerves exploded with pain. He ran to gas bathroom and locked the door. His vision blurred.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Hey! Sir, Are you okay? I gotta lock up."
Mad was briefly confused. He hadn't realize he was in the bathroom for six hours.
"Sir, please open the door!" The door knob jangled.
"No", screamed Mad, "Don't open the door!"
The gas attendant was now throwing his body against the door.
"I warned you." Mad whispered. The door was about to give away.
The gas attendant was about to throw his body against the door again when it clicked open. He peered inside cautiously. It was dark. He screamed as he saw Mad standing.
The red-eyed man was smiling as he lunged towards his new victim. Sorry Drunk, Mad apologized. I know you hate this but I don't care anymore. You've been killing me for the past two years. I'm weak because of you. No more!
A wet, tearing sound filled the night air.
Cherry: Okay, at the moment I am at my relatives so barely any privacy or time to type. When I am at my house more updates will happen. Also the next chapter will be longer. Also thank you TheWolfOfTheStars for the title. And RukaKurokawa for the plot. I don't own Cryaotic or any other character in the story. Except for the poor gas attendant.