“Just kill him, Leegen.” the 22 year old woman said quickly, looking at the street below, on the roof top of one of the many apartment buildings in this unknown city.  

Leegen looked at her surprised and then shock his head. “What do you mean, kill Ardor? He’s your fiancée, and my best friend, we can’t just kill him.” He said hoping he had remind her how important he was, even though he knew she already had that understanding.

“Obviously,” she turned around, looked into his grayish blue eyes, smiled and then said again, “Just kill him.”

Leegen looked right back into her green eyes confused. He wasn’t sure if she was serious or just joking. He was hoping that she was joking, though the thought of killing her fiancée was great to him, he just never thought himself as a killer, and just laughed to the thought.

“Sure Tire, I’ll go down there right now, and kill him, for you and me to be together. Why not dump the guy? It only sounds...you know, more legal?” Leegen said, smiling back at the snow skinned, long brown haired girl, called Tire.

Tire stopped smiling and turned back around, to look down at the nightlife below, with only the small ledge to protect her from falling 15 stories or so down.  She watched the people below walk, cars speed by what she loved, all walking past the beautiful apartment city building she was on.

Leegen sighed while pushing back his messy short blonde hair with red streaks back on his pale head. “Really don’t tell me you were being serious,” was the next thing he found himself saying as he walked up next to her, and put his arms around her waist.

Tire looked down at his arms as he held her around the waist and her tight blue shirt with this flower design drawn on its side that rolled up. She took a while to say something, even though she knew what she was going to say. Leegen asked again as he kissed her neck “Really you weren’t, right?”

“No, I was,” she said, making Leegen in surprise take his arms off her. She turned around and looked at him as he put his hands in his buttoned black jean jacket packet that went down to his waist matching his baggy jeans. Tire continued “He’s sick, you should have known this.”

“I know, Ardor, told me yesterday on the phone.” Leegen replied.

“Did Ardor tell you how he didn’t know how long he has to live, Leegen? How it could be any day or years from now? Did he tell you how he’s going to have to stay in bed ‘til it’s his time to die?” Tire questioned, looking down at the roof-ground below.

“Yeah so, Tire?”

“Yes, now don’t you get what, I’m getting at?”

Leegen shock his head, and laughed a little, “No.”

“Just like every guy, Leegen... Okay if you kill him, we won’t have to worry about him, like him finding out that we’re having an affair. We could go and have a life of our own, and get married. I can finally get one of the cars too. I always wanted a Mustang or a BMW.” She explained and then what seemed out of nowhere said, “I’m going back to get some sleep now.”  

Tire turned around, and started walking to the door, to the stairs to go back down to the apartment building. Leegen quickly asked, again, “Why not just dump him? And why are those cars so cool to you? The cars were a little random, Tire really. ”

      She opened the door, and looked at him, with a smile, “Because he put in his will, that I will get his money when he’s gone. I won’t want him to change that on me, now would I? He is rich and all and we both don’t have much money. Also, I like cars so I wanted to mention them to show how perfect my life would be, so shh.”







Hours passed by, Tire was gone and Leegen was left thinking to himself on what to do. He found himself saying to himself many times, “Why not just wait for him to die? Why kill him now?” and then answering that saying “but that could take years, and in years Tire might not feel the same way for me as she does now.”

All he did was sit there leaning on the huge central air-conditioner for the apartment building, as the stars started to give in to the light beginning to come. Leegen didn’t want to go home. He felt like he couldn’t think there, so he just stayed up there, looking up and watching the ducks fly by to migrate.

“The police will just find out that it is me though, and I can’t have that if Tire wants to have the money. Ardor’s my best friend too; I could never do something like that to him.” Leegen said talking to himself once again.







The next day, Leegen decided to visit Ardor. Ardor was in his apartment, in his and Tire’s room. Even though Ardor had no choice to be in there, it was big. The walls were painted all in white, with two huge human sized windows and usually the sun would shine in. The bed was king sized, and still it didn’t take up much space. Many would probably prefer to be there for the rest of their life, because of the beauty within.

Leegen couldn’t stop looking at how weak his best friend was. His blonde hair had looked like it was about to fall out. His skin was pale. His body looked like he decided to not eat for the last couple of months.

“I feel great, Leegen!” Ardor said, looking at his friend.

Leegen looked at him taken aback. He leaned against the room door. “What? You look dead already. How could you feel great?” Leegen said to his reaction fairly rude.

“No, I mean I feel great. I’m going to die happy. I accomplished everything in life,” he stopped and coughed, “and I’m going to die with everything I want, and I just want to jump around the room and sing!...if only I had some Mayonnaise.”

“Why are you saying this so randomly?” Leegen said still amazed that Ardor would say something like that, when he knew he was dying.

Ardor smiled weakly and coughed, but still got enough strength to say, “You are here and you make me so happy. Having a best friend like you is just great. It’s boring knowing that, I have to be in this room for the rest of my life. It just gives me so much joy to see you here.”

Leegen looked down and thought to himself, ‘Why don’t I just tell him that I was thinking of killing him...I can’t do that or kill him... seriously. Tire just doesn’t know what she wants. That has to be it.’

“Why do you look so down? I am the one that should feel down, not you. Leegen.” Ardor said, still looking at his friend as he lifted his head up.

“I’ll miss you.” Leegen told Ardor and smiled, “I have to go now to work, ya know? I just wanted to say hi and check up on you, what I’m glad you’re doing well.”

Ardor kept smiling faintly, “Okay but can you check up on me later? It would mean something if you did.”

“Of course, Ardor” Leegen said, as he opened the door and left.

Leegen walked through the basketball sized living room, going straight to the exit. He reached for the knob when he got to the door, but suddenly it begun to move. He stopped and then stepped back. The white wood door opened as he saw Tire walk in. She stopped, looked at him, and asked, “Did you do it?”

“I’m going now,” Leegen replied quickly, “Also I’m not going to do it, sorry.”

“Why not?”

“Because he’s to freakin’ happy.”

“Leegen, I thought you loved me. You would do this for me and for the time we can have together.” Tire answered coldly, as she walked by to him and walked to Ardor and her room.  Leegen watched, thought for a second and left.







That night Leegen stood in front of Tire’s and Ardor’s door. He stood there, looking for the keys in one of his blue jean pockets. He wished they never gave him their keys, than he could have had an excuse to why he didn’t do what he was going to do after so much thinking about it.

The thoughts of how Ardor was his friend, how Ardor shouldn’t have to die kept repeating in his head as well as what Tire said to him. He found the keys but didn’t want to do what he planned, but that feeling of wanting to be with Tire was to strong for him truly. The feeling of anger filled him then, thinking about how Ardor was sleeping next to her not him.

‘She’s going to be with me. She is mine, not his.’ He thought to himself.

Finally he found the keys, opened the door, to the apartment, and then closed it behind him as he entered. The living room he was in was dark, there was only one small light on, and that was from the dinning room light being on. He looked over by the couches facing away from him to the huge T.V. no one was there. He then looked over at the dinning room entrance. There was a small light but he assumed that they were both asleep.

Looking over to the side next to the door, he saw the sword Ardor told him about when he moved into the apartment. Ardor told him how it was his grandfather’s who brought it back from a war he was in and how he told him all these stories about how he saved his life with it.

“It won’t make to much noise, and I won’t have to go through the trouble of finding a knife.” Leegen whispered to himself when he grabbed it off the wall, and pulled its sheath off.

He nodded agreeing with himself about what he wanted to do. He walked to the bedroom, and opened the door. Trying to be as silent as possible, even though he couldn’t avoid the small noises the door made when opening.

The windows even with the curtains over them gave just enough light, thanks to the city, for Leegen to see the whole room. Leegen looked over at Ardor sleeping and then looked next to him, expecting Tire to be there but she wasn’t. He didn’t really care, he just wanted to get all this over with and so he began to walk over.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, as he raised the sword up, titling it so it was aiming down his throat, putting it right through Ardor’s lips, and said in a whisper “I really will miss you.”






“I wish I could sleep,” Tire said to herself, while walking to her room in her pajamas. She opened the door and looked to see there standing right over Ardor, was Leegen, pulling the sword out of Ardor’s mouth. Tire stepped back; she didn’t really know what to say, as Leegen looked at her, with the bloody sword in his hands.

“I took the sword and did what you wanted.” He said with a look of joy in his eyes, “I felt like pulling the blade down his throat was the best way, so it won’t be so easily seen that he was murdered.”

“Excuse me,” she said as tears formed in her eyes. Tire looked once more at Leegen and then turned around, ran out of the room, and out of the apartment.

Leegen felt like he had no choice, but to chase after her to see what was wrong. So he quickly put down the sword, and followed her right up to the roof of the apartment building. He stopped when getting up there when he saw her crying, looking at the nightlife of the city once again.

“Tire, I thought you wanted this,” he said as he started walking up to her.

“I don’t know,” she cried out. “I think I really did love him.” After finishing that, she cried some more, and then looked back at him.

“You think? You make me kill your fiancée telling me you, loved me, not him, and how me and you could have such a great life together, and now  you just change your mind!? This isn’t a small thing, Tire; I hope you know Ardor is well dead! I can’t just dance around and bring him back to life!” Leegen yelled out, “Oh wait, doesn’t this just prove how I love you!? I mean, if I didn’t, I would have just been one hell of a horrible person, now won’t I?”

“You don’t understand.”

“If I did, I won’t have just killed my best friend.”

“I’m just confused,” she said, as she sat on the small ledge, and then looked back at Leegen. “I want to be with Ardor more, I’m sorry,” she finished saying and then leaned back and fell. Leegen’s eyes widened. He ran to the side to try and catch her, but he was too late.