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CAPTAIN FREAK 3: CHAPTER 3: BEST FRIENDS

 


"Our party wasn't growing anyway. No one was ready to take the lead. And that was the sad part and moreover, we didn't have you. So, now no freak party!" said Jeremy to Andy. "But you were the only one left in all this while and the faithful ones." said Andy, "I would love to keep you in my house. You can stay there, and moreover, I am scared of animals in that forest," said Jeremy, "I am loose, I should better be in my own house." said Andy, "I think you should not go there sir, they might be investigating," said Jeremy. Andy paused for a while and his eyes became watery.

"You know Jeremy, I had an atrocious childhood. I lost my whole family and became empty. Life was never fair to me. The love of my life also betrayed me. I was called a madman by this world. And people threw stones at my name. I had lived like a loser. Dragging by the baggy, lifeless soul in this world was a misery. And it's worse when you never do bad to anyone. Everyone is a hero in their own story, but a villain in others. I had been the same person to do this my entire life. I have been a failure all along. But you, you are a definition of a true friend. You deserve a hug." said Andy and hugged his best friend Jeremy. The setting sun of the evening in the forest was accompanied by the glow of true friendship.

"A gun for my mate, and a gun for me," said Tom handing Henry a gun. "But why do you have a bigger one?" asked Henry, "Cause I am Captain Slayer. Let's go," said Tom. And the two-shot for Andy's house.
"Where else can he go?" asked Henry seeing his filthy house empty, "Possibly at Jeremy's place, Jeremy was the manager of his party. Let's shoot there," said Tom, and both headed for Jeremy.

"The food is good, I suck at cooking," said Andy. Jeremy and Andy were having their dinner in Jeremy's clean house. Jeremy stood up holding his plate, "I am done captain, and it was frozen food actually," and the plate broke up with a bullet shot from the window of the house. The door smashed and Tom and Henry were in the house. Andy seeing them both threw his plate on Tom which missed him breaking up on the wall when both Andy and Jeremy took out their guns pointed at Tom and Jeremy who were pointing at them. 

"Remember me?" asked Tom, "Yes, I do remember, but you must not be special so I forgot you at the same moment I saw you," answered Andy. "Jeremy was laughing when Andy was cutting onions, Onions was Jeremy's sister," said Tom. "What the hell is he talking about," asked Jeremy looking at Andy who was struck with a memory of years ago. "It was a good joke, nice to meet you again!" said Andy showing a smirk at Tom's face when Tom grunted and shot a bullet at Andy, Henry joined him and the shower of bullets began from both sides. Andy and Jeremy hid near the washbasin, "What was it? when did you cut my sister?" asked Jeremy, "Not yours but his," said Andy. 

"Alright now it goes, show him his real worth, Henry! go throw him off stairs Henry! humiliate this loser!" shouted Tom and Henry's shiver grew. Andy's eyes grew on listening to this when he came out and shot Henry on his arm. "Don't you dare take that name!" shouted Andy and Jeremy also came out of the basin. Tom on seeing Jeremy emerging shot him dead. Andy shot another bullet on Henry's leg when Tom held his friend and dragged him out of the house. Andy kept on firing on them and emerged out of the kitchen.

Finally, Tom and Henry were out and shot off from the house. "You asshole! you used me!" Henry murmured in his mouth. "No I didn't dear you will be alright, the hospital is near, don't worry," Tom was tense. 

"Jeremy, wake up, they are gone," said Andy and moved the dead body of his only best friend who was now no more. Seeing his friend not responding Andy screamed, he screamed with pain, a pain over his fate which was never in his favor. Flood of tears in his eyes and a rage. 

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