The Death Of Questionable : A Short Prose

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Summary : There are two people that they are best friends but a person who makes trouble because of love and feel jealousy. They have a conflict but the conflict is one of many question to everyone which is become the big problem. Two friends are solved this problem. In the middle story has many puzzle about the death by one of their friends.

We arrived at the hotel at 6.30 pm. It was raining. Today was an exhausting day. Actually I didn’t like something sudden, but it was the instruction of my boss to go to Toronto immediately because the following day we had to see our company’s colleague. Moreover I had to hear a little conflict among us when Tom didn’t want to go on that day. He was an annoying guy. We needed some efforts to persuade Tom to go.
We checked in a large room in that hotel. I decided to lay down on the bed while Lucas sat beside me, Cole took a bath, and Tom turned on the television.
Lucas is my best friend. I had known him since we were in university. He was kind and smart, but he was also irritable.
When I was talking to Lucas, Tom suddenly moved Lucas’s stuffs from one bed to another bed.
“Hey, what are you doing?” asked Lucas curiously.
“Moving your fuckin’ stuffs. This is my bed,” Tom answered.
“Hey, there are just two beds here, we must share each other!”
“I don’t care. Just sleep on the carpet.”
Couldn’t control his emotion, he started beating Tom.
“Feel this pleasure, baby”, Lucas said it to Tom and beat him directly.
Tom didn’t beat him back. He just chuckled and went out from the room. I tried to make Lucas calm.
“It’s enough. Don’t hear him.”
“I’m sorry, Jermaine. I’m out of control.”
After that Lucas decided to take a bath.
While Lucas was taking a bath, Cole and I were watching television. I watched the television with drinking a cup of coffee. At that moment, I asked Cole something.
“What do you think about Tom? Can we cooperate with him?”
“I don’t know, Jermaine. Let it flow.”
Cole was a new officer in my office. He had just worked there for 3 months. He was an introvert guy. In the office, I was the only one who was close to him. I liked his personality. I know that he was phlegmatic, professional to the job, and very care about me.
After Lucas had finished took a bath, it was Cole’s turn to take a bath. I was rather sleepy, so I decided to take a little sleep. Before sleeping, Lucas talked to me.
“I want to go outside looking for cigarettes. Do you want something to buy?”
“No, I don’t, but I will accompany you,” I offer him.
“Don’t worry. I can go alone. Just take a rest,” he refused.
Then he went out and I slept on the bed.
A few moments later, I woke up. I heard something crowded from the outside. I looked for Cole but he wasn’t in the room. I thought he was outside to find out what happened. Curiously, I went out from the room and asked a man who was walking through my room. He looked hastily.
“I’m sorry, Sir, what’s going on?”
“There is a man killed in the park of the hotel,” said him.
I went downstairs and to the park quickly.
How shocked I was when I saw Lucas’s stomach was punctured by a knife. I sought Cole immediately, but I couldn’t find him.
Then I went to the room.
It made me more shocked. I found Cole holding knife while Tom sprawled and bloodied.
“What are you doing? Cole!” I asked loudly.
“Hey, Jermaine.”
He only said that, pulled my hand in, and closed the door.
“What’s wrong with you? Are you aware of doing this?” I asked him.
“Yeah, I’m very aware. I don’t want people beside you but me. Stay beside me, Jermaine. Hug me, please”
“What? You’re crazy!” I said angrily.
“No, I’m not crazy. I love you Jermaine. I did this because I love you. I’m jealous of Lucas and don’t want a guy like Tom disturbs yourself. I often found you and Tom were in conflicts. I only want you to be happy beside me, so I killed these two guys,” he explained.
“I cannot believe it happens to you.”
I tried to run but my hand was in Cole’s grip. Cole insisted to hug me.
I kicked her leg but he still held my hand. Emotionally, I grabbed his knife and stabbed his neck. He relinquished my hand and began to fell down.
I couldn’t move for a while, didn’t believe what I had done. I just sat on the floor, lamenting what had just happened. I thought I had to run out, but I would not.
I only sat there till the police came and brought me here.

Word count: 849

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