The Flesh

I watched Brian kill the first girl he had ever slept with. Her body was laying in the centre of my bed; her mouth and eyes open and dead just like her legs. I had heard the creaking of bed springs and then the scream. I rushed in and watched Brian throttle her. She looked at me while he was doing it. You’re probably thinking that I should have been angry that Brian was doing it in my bed but Brian and I share everything.

I had grown up with Brian beside me my whole life. We had grown up together; we were like brothers. I always think that Brian was a little jealous of me because everyone always paid me more attention. He always hung around a couple of steps behind me. I was really the only person who paid any attention to him whatsoever. That’s why we have such a strong bond. We did everything together and shared everything. We even slept in the same bed when we had both moved out of our parents’ house. The only thing that was different was the one night Brian wasn’t there I had finally lost my virginity to some bint down the local club. Brian never forgave me though he told me he had. This night when Brian killed the girl, was the first girl he had ever slept with and it was the same girl I had fucked a few weeks before.

The strange thing about this night was that this was the first time Brian had actually appeared to someone else rather than myself.