Flash fiction: “Dangerous friends”

Alec needed to get over there. He shouldn’t have left him alone, not when he was like this.

He was in his car, driving the short distance between their houses. He was driving too fast, way above the speed limit hoping no police would be there to pull him over.

He needed to get to his friend. Alec needed to help him.

Halfway there and he got another phone call.

”Where are you?” His friend said.

”I’m on my way, just hang on. Don’t do anything.”

”I don’t know if I can promise you that Alec.”

”James! Don’t do it.” Alec screamed into his phone. His scream didn’t do anything, James had already hung up.

Alec stepped on the gas even more. Knowing that if he didn’t get there soon, then it would be too late.

He turned onto the street where his friend lived and saw the lights were still on in his house.

As he parked his car in the driveway, he saw his friend pacing back and forth in the living room.

He looked disheveled, understandable considering the condition he was in.

Alec ran up to the door and knocked. No answer. He knocked again and could hear his friend walking on the other side.

He didn’t open the door.

He knocked again, and this time his friend unlocked the door.

He opened it slowly and put his head out.

”What are you doing here?” James asked.

”You called me, remember? You said you needed help.”

”I don’t need any help. I’m fine.”

”You’re not fine, have you looked at yourself in the mirror?”

”Why can’t you just leave me alone?” James started crying.

”You know I only want to help.”

”Then leave!” James threw a lamp towards James as he tried to ta a step into the house.

”I can’t do that James. You know that”

”You can and you will, I don’t want you here, I didn’t call you here. Just leave me alone!” He started crying even harder.

Alec stood in the doorway for a little while then tried walking closer to where James was sitting at the bottom of the stairs.

”Don’t take another step. The only way you’re walking is out. You’re not coming in.” James warned him. Then went back to crying.

”You know I can’t do that James.”

”I know, I’m sorry,” James said in between sobs.

”Sorry for what?”

”This!” James screamed and jumped at Alec with a knife in his hand.

Alec had time to think about where James had managed to hide a knife before it was plunged into his neck.

He laid on the floor. Drowning in his blood and listened to James pacing back and forth with his head in his hands, crying ”I’m sorry” Over and over.

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