Mp3

Me: Well I'm doing this for the people who ask more for this story. This will be the last page from the story. I wanted to keep it first as one shot, but as so many people ask for more, I'll bring you this last page of Mp3. Fermat Pov.

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Fermat's pov.

Me and Alan where were walking to the train station when Mr. Tracy couldn't pick us up and Lady Penelope was on vacation.

"A-a-are you sure this is the right train ?" I asked my best friend, Alan Tracy with my stuttering voice.

"Of course, Fermat." Alan said to me. "I've checked it twice."

I gave Alan a look like 'I hope it.' The last time I went alone with Alan on a train, we needed to go to Kansas and we ended in Denver !

"Well, looks like the trains would be here in a hour." said Alan when he looked at his watch and then at the big clock in front of us.

"L-l-l-l-let's go and sit down, my f-f-f-feet hurts." said I to him. Me and Alan where doing sports all day. God I hate sports. They had let us run around on that track for hours !

Alan nodded and went sitting down on some place where some seats where free, somewhere it was crowdie. Alan took his mp3 and offered me a earphone to me, but I already had taken one of my favourite book in my hands, science. I told him that I didn't wanted to listen to his music, even when we have the same music teats.

Alan was tapping his feet on the beat of the music like he always would do when he had to wait for the bus or train. I didn't mind that at all, since I was used to it and I was in my own daydream with my book of science.

I was still reading my book when suddenly Alan said; "Did you say something ?" I looked from the corner of my glasses and saw two teenagers. The same age as Alan. I continued reading, but also followed the conversation that Alan was having.

When I've had heard what the older boy was ordering Alan to give his mp3 to him, I looked up and meet the two teenagers faces. They continued telling Alan to give it and Alan just said to fuck off.

I thought they where going to leave, when suddenly one of them had pull out a knife out and started to stab Alan ! When I saw it, I froze. I couldn't move my body to help Alan or just scream for help, the only thing I was doing, was watching how my best friend was getting stabbed just for a Mp3.

When they had done with stabbing Alan, I've suddenly unfroze and I saw them running away from us. I immediately stood up and pressed my had to the wounds that Alan had. I was looking around, hoping that some people would come and help, but they just kept there standing, watching how Alan was dying. I wanted to scream at them, that they better grab those cell phones they have and start calling or doing at least something.

To my luck, a person came to me and started to immediately call 911 and helped me with pressing on the wounds. This man was black. Just like the two teenagers who had stabbed Alan and ran off.

He asked me what happened and I've told him everything. He nodded and even stayed with Alan until the ambulance came. He even wanted to come with me and Alan, but wasn't allowed to go.

After a few hours, my dad and the other Tracy's came to me. I've hugged my dad and cried. He told me stuff to get me calm and after that I've told what happened and I've apologies to Mr. Tracy that I didn't move at all when Alan needed my help. Thank god, Mr.Tracy said that it was okay and that it would be normal for someone like me.

We stayed in the waiting room for a while, when finely the doctor came to get us. We where allowed to go all in Alan's room. Alan was looking really bad and I was secretly kicking myself what had happened to him.

After a few hours of silent and staring at Alan, Alan had woken up. I swallowed and looked at him. I've told him that I was sorry about what happened. He just said it was okay and had fallen back asleep when Mr. Tracy had told him to go back asleep. I sighed and I was happy that everything was over. While I was sitting there in the room of Alan, I was keeping wondering what goes in the minds of those people who just want to take some ones life just for stupid machine that will be broken after a year or five.

I sighed and watched Alan just one more time, before I left him.

The End

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Me: well, I hope some people are happy that this is the last and requested chapter of Mp3. I hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you back in the next stories I'm writing.