Status: Done.

The Blood, Sex and Booze: Boy called Kill.

Prologue

I don't know how or why it started. We were best friends. I knew everything about the man, so did Mike. We both knew Tre like the back of our hands and we love him like a brother.

He was the only one who was genuinely happy for us when Mike and I started dating. People followed of course but nor with his enthusiasm.

When I was annoyed or angry he was my little ray of jay. I think he was everyone's really, he was always bouncing around and cracking jokes.

That's why it threw me so far from the rails. It’s as if everything before then was a lie and my life just seemed to shatter completely around me. I couldn't understand why he did it, especially to me. I turned it over and over in my mind until I was thinking about it in my sleep and yet it still remained a gruesome mystery to me.
I don't deal well with anxiety and paranoia but this knocked me further than I ever thought I would fall. Worse still; I didn't think I could ever get back up.