At last! I have found the fat fuck. He's been hiding out in the one place I'd never look for him. Back at that god-forsaken insane asylum. The idiots don't even recognize me. Probably because I haven't bathed in months so my fur is blackish and my beard has grown out big time. I ask to speak with the doctor, saying I'm an old friend and they let me in. They shut the door behind me. It's is completely sound proof in here. They didn't even check me for a weapon. The idiots.
It seems the doctor has gone a little bit insane himself, after hearing of my murders while looking for him. Too bad I no longer care. I put the gun to his forehead and lean in.
"You. Fat. Fuck. You took him from me. You took my love from me. You cost me my friends, and as soon as I'm done with you, my own life. You have cost me everything that I have managed to achieve. Any last words, you useless, dickheaded, eggbellied, ugly-ass bastard?" I say, making sure that he catches a good whiff of the smell of my friends' blood before smacking him across the face with the pistol.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry! If I had know that he really meant that much to you, I would have given up trying to kill the both of you." he says, tears streaming out from behind his goggles.
"No, you wouldn't. You know it. You would have made sure to kill me too, that way you wouldn't have to worry about exactly this. In a way, you will get your wish. Hahaha! Now, prepare to meet Chaos and burn in hell!" I yell as I pull the trigger. His head flies back and he speaks no more. "Now I come to be with you, my love." I say as I hold the gun up to my temple. Right before I pull the trigger, I see the aides come back in.
"Goodbye." is all I say as I squeeze the trigger, and the world knows me no more.