「 How are you alive!? 」

「 Chapter 1 」

I’d have to go look through the garbage, gross. Most people probably wasted their food and threw it away. Customers…. They don't appreciate their food.
There’s bound to be at least some number of food in the trash.
I saw a trash can in the distance, “God, I’m going to puke…”

I walked towards the trash can and I opened it and I was able to find some food. It didn’t look very good. But, at least I won’t starve to death. I won’t even be able to taste how terrible it was.
A well done Grilled hanger steak, well that really reminded me of… Someone
I ate the steak, as always it tasted just like usual. Nothing, it makes me sick.
I don’t feel hungry anymore. Good enough… I guess

I felt tired… I guess…. I’ll just go to sleep and just die

Rodys POV:

Yawn… I woke up after a night's rest. I smiled,
“HERES COMES ANOTHER DAY OF…. LIFE!!” For some reason I felt… energetic
But there was still one thing lingering in my mind…. Vincent Charbonneau….. I thought to myself… Is he going to do something?

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. . .
. . .
“Nah.. I'll be fine!”

I should probably go… eat something…
I looked inside the fridge looking for… something
All of the dishes I got from Vincent were still there.

And after days of the bistro burning down, I’m going to finally eat one of them.
I guess I was going to go eat the Squid Ink Pasta….
Damn it looks weird!? Like who would eat a black spaghetti!?
It looks disgusting, not even disgusting it’s HIDEOUS

I mean why make it out of squid ink though!? You could’ve made Carbonara, You could’ve made Bolognese but NO! You made it out of SQUID INK!
Bleh… well I guess it’s worth trying though.
Vincent is a world renowned chef, surely his food should be SOMEWHAT good…
I grabbed a random fork, and I ate it….
And… it was actually not that bad….
Actually… it tasted pretty damn good! Probably one of the best foods I’ve ever had.

I should’ve eaten this earlier, man.
And for FREE! Wow, I kinda regret burning that bistro now.
I’d love getting all of these yummy foods for free…
Too bad that he killed my girlfriend.

I sat down lying on the couch and put my arms at the back of my head.
“I feel… scared.”

Vincents POV:
I opened my eyes. Seeing myself in the same alleyway I slept at, but a rat was on my body…
I stepped on it killing the rat
“Stupid fucking rats.”

I stood up, looking around.
No one was outside…. I saw a knife on the ground.
“Huh…”  I looked at the knife's sharp edge. And pointed it against my stomach I felt like it was a beautiful escape from this world, a solution, an exit
My mind was thinking, if I had just killed myself right here. Nobody would care, my reputation, my career, my everything, was ruined. I really felt like I should've just stabbed myself.
But . . . I stopped, I felt a sense of fear. I felt… scared
Too scared to know… What comes after death?
I held it in my hand… Maybe it’d be useful for something.

But then, an idea popped up in my head
Is it a good idea to go to Rodys apartment..?
Rody is the only one I can get in contact too
But there was one problem… He probably despised me especially after eating his ear.
. . . But, He’s the only one I know and all my acquaintances are pieces of shit.

I sighed, “Well, I guess I’ll just fucking do this.” And after that, I started walking to his apartment….

A few minutes later I made it to Rody’s apartment
I knocked three times.
Rody opened the door.
“Hel—”
As soon as he saw me, he stopped speaking It’s as if he saw a ghost
“Hey—” He tackled me before I could even finish my sentence
I stabbed his hand for self defense, “GET OFF ME.”
Rody let out a scream as soon as I stabbed his hand
“WHAT THE FUCK!?”
I inhaled and exhaled “I’m not here to kill you.”

Rody looked at his hand.
“You— You stabbed my hand. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR.”
Vincent rolled his eyes “Well, You didn’t have to tackle me as soon as I went in front of your doorstep didn’t you?”
“HEY! For my defense, I didn’t expect you to randomly barge in my apartment. That’s creepy… and weird.”
Rody looked at my whole entire body looking at all the burn scars
“Damn, you look really messed up.”

“Can I stay at your place?” I asked,
Rody smiled, “No.” He had a sudden mood swing and slammed the door on me.

I sighed, “Come on Rody I'm sorry.”
“No, you shut up, you get the hell out of my apartment. And get out of my face.”
Rody started to raise his voice
“I don't wanna see you ever again.”

“Rody, Look, let me stay at your place. For… at least a week and then when that's over. I'll leave you alone.”

Rody didn't say anything but.. I heard a sigh and he opened the door.
“Fine.” And he finally let me inside.

[CLIFFHANGER, I NEED MORE IDEAS, AND MY BRAIN IS STILL TRYNA BRAIN THANKS GUYS LOL!]

[The chapter would probably release in a few weeks, I don't have the energy you other fanfic writers somehow have.]