To my very last judgement

Something heavy was lying on me. I opened my eyes. I could feel the crust in my eyes crunching. One was the thing lying on me, disgusting. Checking my surroundings; old, dirty, even a wrecked bathroom. How can anyone live like this? I shook my head, my headache was gone, but the thing I saw, in the woods, opened my eyes.

I pushed him off of me, like the piece of meat he was. I got out of the dirty bathtub of mine and looked at myself in the mirror, and there I was, Kaine Odun. Smiling back at me. He was more familiar to me now, like I was more connected to Kaine. What did he do to One? What did I do to One? “Do you remember me now?” a voice came from a bathtub. I only looked at him through the mirror, he didn’t deserve my full attention. But why? One’s movements were still as he sat up and held his head up and attaching it to his body by tying it with his scarf, that stupid scarf of his. He leaned on the tub and watched me with a smile, that nauseating smile, my eyes were full of hatred because of his mere existence around me. Why?

“I have been waiting for you to awake since you were in a coma.” He spoke again while getting out of the tub, his body was oozing with blood mixed with dirt all over the tiles and his face was the same one I saw in the car, except he took out the stitches. One stood behind me and wrapped his dirty, disgusting, blue-black hands around my shoulders. His odor was worse than his face, which was just looking at me and smiling. I didn’t move, like I was paralyzed with hatred and annoyance that this man was touching me. “Is this your way of getting back at me? I don’t regret a thi-” I was cut off by him: “Ah, we were so perfect, my friend. Why did you have to take my life away?”

“We were so pefect.” echoed in my brain. I knew the answer to his question was somewhere in my brain. I kept looking at his face. “You were too much into my business. You had to be so curious.” I answered, not really understanding what I even meant by that. “Was it just my curiosity? Or were you scared I would find the crushed bodies in ur tub?” I gulped at his words and blinked. When my eyes were opened, my bathroom was even more of a mess, everything was red, my sight, bodies on the tiles, tub, sink, my victims, all scattered, cut and crushed in pieces. My breath turned short like I was choking, but my eyes went back to One, to look at my last victim’s face again, at his undying stare and smile, he finally spoke to me, his words were my very last judgment.

“Have you forgotten them? Forgotten their names? Faces? Because I will remind you of who you really are.”

Silence.