"Come on, Jeff. Don't do this. Oh man...you're really bleeding!"
Who's voice is that? Where am I??
Jeff gasped as his sight quickly returned to him. He looked around frantically, trying to figure out where he was. He knew he was in a house, but he didn't know where. Or how he got on someone's couch. It was...oddly familiar to him.
"Ah! Good to see you're awake!"
The sudden voice startled Jeff. He looked next to him and was shocked to see someone sitting on a table. The boy smiled.
"You had me worried there, Jeff."
"....How do you know my name?" Jeff was a bit worried. "Who are you?"
"What? You don't remember me?" The boy continued to smile. "I know it's been at least five years, but you should always remember your friends."
"Friend...." Jeff gasped as he got a good look at the boy. The face, the eyes, the unusually friendly personality. Memories quickly flooded through his mind. "Ah!" He quickly sat up, and growled in pain.
"Whoa. You shouldn't be getting up!" The boy stood. Jeff pointed to him.
"You do remember!!" Billy smiled.
"Billy..." Jeff looked him over again. "Damn. You got tall, kid."
"Kid? Aw, come on. I'm only a year younger than you."
"Yeah, yeah..." Jeff chuckled. "You still wear glasses, I see. And your hair has gotten so long!" Jeff sat straight. "How exactly did I get here?"
"I brought you here." Billy smiled. "You were bleeding bad. I didn't want to hurt you further by bringing you upstairs, so I bandaged you and put you on the couch. You were out for three days, man."
"Three days?!?" Jeff yelped. "Oh crap!" He tried to stand, but felt dizzy.
"You shouldn't move around." Billy tried to get Jeff to sit back down. Jeff gave Billy a look.
"Billy....Are you....afraid of me?"
"What? Of course not!" He smiled. "Why would I be?" Jeff was a bit shocked.
"Well...look at me." He moved his hair, showing his face completely. Billy just smiled.
"Jeff...you're my friend. A few cuts and scars won't change that." Billy stood. "I need to get some sleep...Are you going to be okay down here alone?"
"Alright. The bathroom's down the hall. If you get hungry, there's some leftovers in the fridge. Have at it." Billy smiled. "Goodnight, Jeff."
"Goodnight...." Jeff watched as Billy disappeared up the stairs. After about an hour of sitting there, Jeff stood. He sighed and headed up the stairs, pulling his knife out of his pocket along the way.
Jeff if you dare kill Billy I will be forced to gorge you're eyeballs out with blunt tea spoons turn you inside out role you in salt vinegar and lemon juice turn you the right way out the when I'm sick of watching you suffer I'll chop you're head off. There fore do NOT kill Billy.
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