They say the best of friends stab you in the front—maybe because it’s easier to go straight for your heart that way. When you are watching the blade come towards you, there is plenty of time to realize what is happening, yet the force is so strong it’s not enough time to stop it. After you watch it puncture the hard protection of skin, there is also plenty of time to watch the pain bleed away. With each heartbeat, a gushing flow of memories leak to the floor. Best friends stab you in the front because, well… it gets the job done.
Any homicide committed face to face is premeditated. The culprit knows how to make it hurt, spending hours listening, laughing and earning the trust of their vulnerable victims. But these moments are only used to sharpen the blade. The murderer ensures a crowd gathers too, standing around to watch you fall to your knees into the pool of blood and tears which has begun to form. “She had it coming,” they will all say.
I heard she had it coming.
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