un-MASK

"I didn't know how did I get here I had to do what I had to do. It's not like I actually wanted to kill but what other option did I have here." I said sitting in the pool of blood. I felt really lame. It was like a movie scene for me and I was the goddamn villain here. But wait...! This is not how the story started. It all began with her. But how did I get is what this book is really about. So let's rewind a bit.

Miss Green was just getting done with her lecture. No one really paid attention all she did was blabber and blabber. It felt like time was an endless realm in there. Deep right! Nah, it isn't. Ron texted me, ''WE NEED TO TALK!!!!!!!!'' Everybody knows the talk is never good, I also didn't expect anything good from my best-friend. Ya, he's not my boyfriend/lover but a brother/bestfriend to me. Since the 8th grade we've been together till now, the final year of high school. It has been quite the journey for us with so many memories. Ron was not the normal guy everyone knew. He was weird. He was an introvert but wished to be an extrovert and that just stayed as a wish. That boy lacked social skills. He wanted me to set him up with girls and introduce him to my other friends or other people all the time. I on the other hand was the same like him. But being a gemini I chose to become what they're actually meant to be. A two-faced monster. Why I say monster is what you'll find out ahead. While I was imagining what would Ron want to talk about, the bell rang and we were done for the day. Ron came up to me and while we walked towards the field he asked me for help. AGAIN! This happens a lot and by a lot I mean every single day. It is more like social work for me because I can help him with all his problems but when it comes to him he just backs off because dealing with problems not in his resume. I was more like a father. He wanted me to handle his social media and try make him look better on the so called 'socials' and try texting girls and flirt here and there a little and set him up. I am not a playboy but a smooth talker.

PRO TIP 1 : NEVER GIVE YOUR SOCIAL MEDIA ACCOUNT DETAILS TO ANYONE. I MEAN IT NOT A SOUL.

Yeah it's all caps because it's what I'm preaching and warning. The thing about me no one knew is that I was an ordinary guy pretty average looking compared to Ron. Ron was an absolute stunner and no girl would ever not wanna go with him. I being the not-so-attractive one was obviously more horny. Ordinary on the outside and selfish, twisted on the inside. I know I sound like a psychopath, even took the online tests and it came back positive. I was advised by the website to go seek professional help but I will obviously not. Ha-ha-ha just fooling around. I would say I have done things for fun which aren't legal and fun for others. I had once gone to extreme lengths to satisfy my needs. Hacked a girl's snapchat and guessed her 'my eyes' password and found one of many nudes I have on my phone. These are things I did for fun. Call me twisted but it's all for the needs. For me, I didn't use a single social media platform. I was like a ghost. No one actually knew that I existed. I was more like an invisible entity. It was fun 'living of the grid' actually, but I was pretty much updated about what each and everyone was doing. 'There is nothing you can hide from me' I thought to myself with an evil grin. I literally defined the term ''STALKER". Stalking had become a part of life. I was yet happy that I never actually tailed someone (followed them in real life.)

Ron shared his username and password with me and I could hear ominous music playing in the background. Like this is how it all started, from a social media account. I just had to be a good wingman and play it cool and casual. But I just had to mess things up, didn't I? All the time while Ron was driving me home I thought of all the possible things I could do. It felt like Thanos with the infinity stones on the gauntlet. All I mean is I felt powerful. I had these fantasies and a different life in my brain. Up there I had imaginary friends. One of them being my favourite, Sam whom I would talk to in my head or out loud in a room alone. Not a horror book by the way. It's just how I was. Ron stopped the car and we had reached the Ames Residence and I got down from the car and thanked Ron for the ride. Ron replied, ''Anytime Jack, don't forget about my account and do set me up. I am counting on you bro!'' I nodded and winked at him and walked away. This was just the beginning.

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