11- black hole

 

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" I growl, hitting the side of my head a few times. I throw the open bottle of pills onto the floor. I started the walk but the slipped on the pills falling and hitting my head. 

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I wake up with a pounding head, everything slightly blurry. Using the counter to help myself up, I look at the ground to see Louis laying on the floor, surrounded by pills, "Shit..." I mutter, "If Ky was here, he would be so pissed off at me right at this moment." Sighing, I run a hand through my hair, trying to think of what to do.

"Okay. Okay. I got this." I put plastic bags over my hands, pick up the limp and lifeless cat, and take him outside. From there, I look around for a shovel:

- "Kyle put down the god damn shovel! You're going to hurt somebody!" I shout to Ky as he swings the shovel around and twirls in circles. He laughs as he sings random songs of ours.

"Dan's right, Kyle," Will reprimands, "Put the shovel back in the garage by your gardening shit." -

"That's right!" I yell, "It's in the garage." I sprint over into the garage only to stop right in my tracks. Everything was cleared out of the garage except for two things sitting in the center of the room.

A small wight rose and the shovel covered in cat stickers.