Perfect boyfriend turned killer
Johnny has been acting strange
Ever since he saw that devastating news
He reassured her he was fine
He just had a headache
Nothing to worry about or so she thought.
She watched him from the window
His back turned against her
He was not moving
She saw the glint next
In one swift motion
He struck.
She ran into the house
And her thoughts were confirmed
Her perfect boyfriend
Just turned into a killer and murdered his friend.
He woke up with a splitting headache
His girlfriend had been texting him that morning
They were supposed to meet later
He just had one thing to do before then.
He had not been the same
Since he saw the news of a murder two days before
He was not in control of his body
Sometimes, he was.
This morning,
Johnny was not in control
Because if he was, why did he do it?
In the blink of an eye, he split his skull in two.
Since he got kicked out of his apartment
Johnny had been letting him sleep on the couch
But Johnny has been acting strange no less.
Hungover,
the statue holding an axe scared him
He tripped and knocked over a stack of plates
Johnny hates loud noises
Especially in the morning
“Fuck, He’s going to kill me”
Out the corner of his eyes
He saw Johnny emerge from his room
he bent down to pick up the broken pieces
Feeling his presence behind him
He stood up and turned around
“Johnny” the first word he spoke that morning, and the last he ever spoke.
