Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
The guy was watching the clock. There has to be a way out of here. There just got to be. The only thing really to do is write in his journal, stare at the clock or pictures, or lay in bed. The guard brings him food three times a day. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner but he barely eats it. He misses his friends. He could blame everyone else what happened that day but the truth was it was his fault. He was there that day. He ruin their friendship.
James heated up some leftover pizza and turned on the tv. He ususally have leftovers. He doesn't have a stove, it reminds him of the incident that ruin his face. He hardly have visitors, he doesn't want anyone to see him. The delivery guy comes a lot though. James would usually order take out. He was lonely. He misses his friends. Even though two can't visit him. One he doesn't want to see again. It was his fault. After he was eating, he looked at a picture on the wall.
"I miss you, buddy." James said, looking at the picture for a few seconds. "I wish you were here."
"Thanks for the address." He said.
"So, he was home?" Dak asked.
"Yeah. And he wasn't happy to see me." He said. "How'd you know where he lived anyway?"
"I have my ways." Dak said.
"You don't have to happen his address?" He said.
"No. It like he vanished. No one knows where he's at." Dak said.
"You would think he would visit his friends." He said.
"Yeah he should visit James, but not sure if he does. And I don't think he'll visit him. I mean after all he did." Dak said.
The guy got out his journal.
There has to be a way out of here. Just got to be. I'm sick of this place. Sick of it. I wished that day didn't happened. But honestly that day was such a blur, I don't remember pushing James on the stove. Why was it on anyway? And I don't remember killing Logan either. I can barely remember anything from that day. It was such a blur. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I hope one day you two can forgive me. I didn't mean it. I don't even remember what all happened. But I'm sorry.
The guy closed his journal and put it away.
Wednesday came again and he walked in the room like he promised last week.
It been almost three months now since the incident.
The guy been there for three months now. And he absolutely hated it. He visited every Wednesday. Told him what happened the week before and other things. The guy liked the company when he came over. It felt nice. He will bring some small things every once in a while. Had to get it approve by the guard though.
"Hey, what's up?" He asked.
"Did you visited him again?" Dak asked.
"Yes." He said.
"I still don't understand why you visit him every week. You two weren't any friends." Dak said.
"Something just seems off about the whole thing." He said.
"What do you mean?" Dak said.
"I mean do you really think he could be capable of hurting his friends?" He said.
"Yes I do. I mean something must've happen to start the whole thing." Dak said.
"Have you found his address yet?" He asked.
"No. Like I said before. It's like he vanished." Dak said.
Wally walked over to them.
"What are you two talking about?" Wally asked.
"Jett can't stop talking about that day." Dak said.
"Do you think his capable of hurting his friends, Wally?" Jett asked.
"I guess." Wally said.
"It's been three months, Jett. You weren't even there that day." Dak said.
"I know I wasn't. It just -" Jett began.
"Let's change the subject." Wally said.
Jett sighed. "Fine."
Jett knocked on the door. After a few moments, James opened the door.
"What do you want?" James said.
"I want to know what happened that day." Jett said.
"Why don't he tell you? You visit him every week." James said.
"He won't talk to me." Jett said. "Maybe if you go visit him -"
"No! I'm not going to visit him." James said.
"Maybe he'll talk to you." Jett said.
"I have nothing to say to him." James said.
"You guys were friends. Don't you wanna know why he did what he did?" Jett said.
"Leave." James said.
"Look, I just want to know what happen that day." Jett said.
"Then go ask Logan. Oh, wait you can't because he's dead." James said and slammed the door in Jett's face.
Jett sighed and started walking back to his car. Maybe if he could find his address he could ask him about that day.
Hoped you liked it. Sorry I wanted to get this up the other day but all weekend I had interviews to go to and waiting on someone to call me back. Who do you guys think is the guy? And who do you think Jett been trying to find their address for? And what do you think exactly happen that day?