The Story of How I Died~ Chapter One

I remember those last few months so vividly, The middle of summer, fresh out of college. A house to call my own and my roomate to help with rent. He was my best friend and even though we had to share a bed on some nights where we both needed the extra comfort I never thought he'd be the reason I died.

Yeah, unfortunately, you heard me right. My best friend unintentionally killed me.

Yeah that sounds silly, how do you unintentionally kill someone?

It really wasn't his fault, he didn't know it was electrocute me and throw me around like a rag doll...

Right?

My name is Camille Diamonds, the middle child of the Diamonds. But you'll see all that later.

This is my kitty Tigger, I recently adopted him after college so his story is even shorter than mine.

Now why don't get into my short lived Young Adult life?

Our lives were fairly normal, and we spent the first few weeks waiting for Ralph to finish his course. I painted, played some guitar, taught Tigger a few tricks. Nothing really exciting.

"I can't believe you wore that silly Llama costume here!"

"All 3 hours and I got some the strangest looks."

"Well take off that thing and come inside! I can't wait for you to meet my new kitty, he's name is Tigger and-"

"shshshshsh, but first"

*School Cheer*

"So this is your place?"

"Mhm! I haven't found a steady job yet but I'm selling my paintings at the flea market so I've got enough to feel stable on."

"There's...not much privacy"

"Nah, but that's an issue is it?"

"I mean...I guess not..."

"Awesome!"

And after that we tried to be as normal as possible. I found a steady income from my paintings, I trained Tigger and Ralph helped around the house.

Although we did have our moments.

"what the hell are you doing!? There's not much privacy here and you know that! It's the crack of dawn and you're blaring that stupid DigiTunes crap!"

"Camilla just-"

"Don't Camilla just me! We've made it CLEAR that if one person is sleeping, and you have something to do, DON'T.BE.OBNOXIOUS! do you know how many times I've painted outside in the mornings because you we're asleep? I respect our rule Ralph!"

"I'm sorry okay!? It was accident! I just turned it on, I tried to turn it off but you we're awake and screaming before I could!"

"I-...oh..."

I'm a little unstable when I first wake up...heh

"Look Cammy. Let's go to the festival, play some games, and call it equal. Okay?"

"Yeah, okay..."

"Whhhaaaaaaaaaaaat are you doing?"

"Oh I thought- you know- You looked sad! Yeah, I was gonna give you a hug!"

"Uhm, no i'm okay, but thanks."

SO give or take a few days and after having salad for probably the 4th night in a row because we really didn't want to waste any food we make, Ralph wanted to go to the Port-A-Party Warehouse. Someone bought out this huge warehouse and turned into a hot spot.

Biggest Mistake of My Life.

"Why didn't you get all fancied up?"

"I mean, I didn't think this was a fancy place. So I just came in this."

"Fair enough I guess. Wanna get some drinks and hit the pool table?"

"Does a bear shit in the woods?"

"Come on then, goofball!"

Even with as much as we didn't get along sometimes, I felt deep down there we're some feelings for him. And I probably couldn't tell you how many drinks we had either

"Cammy. I will buy you whatever the hell fruity ass drink you WANT if want that crazy ozball thing"

"Make it whatever fruity ass drink I want and a new dress. Then we have a deal"

"Ride it! Ride it! I'm gonna chant until you do it!"

"Alriiiggghhhttt. Shut your drunk mouth before we get kicked out!"

"Ayyy you wanna spread your legs like that at home?"

"go jerk off in a corner you horny sonofabitch!"

"Ohhh potty mouth!"

"what is this thing doing?"

"Ralph. What is this thing doing!?"

"Oh calm down, they won't out this up here if it wasn't safe!"

"I'm scared!"

"That looks fun!"

"It's like a freaking hamster ball!"

"I thought you were-"

Then I lost my footing. I tried to get it back but before I could sparks and smoke started sputtering from whatever that thing was

"holy shit- RALPH! TURN IT OFF TURN IT OFF!"

"It says don't turn it off until it's over!"

"IT'S FUCKING SPARKING."

"RALPH PLEASE TURN THIS OFF!"

By this point we had a crowd. I could hardly hear anything over the loud noises of the machine, my blood rushing in my ears and my pleading with Ralph who drunkenly stared at my 'show'

I had a good feeling everyone was looking up my dress while I was being ragdolled and I couldn't take the thrashing anymore. my feet slipped and I was crying. I didn't know what to do, people we're cheering me on as the speed rapidly increased and I felt like my arms were on fire.

I screamed and my hands slipped after I was thrown in a circle. The sparking had long been more like volts of lightning, the metal was shocking me and everything felt so overwhelming inside of me. I was warm and burning and yet freezing down to the bone. I couldn't hold on anymore, I was frying and I couldn't tell if the screaming was mine or others. I couldn't if Ralph was staring in horror as I was electrocuted

the death trap slowed down and spit me out, I crumpled.

And smoke got heavy

and just as a big 'fuck you' a surge of electricity surrounded me

Everyone knew I was dead on the spot. They unplugged the machine from the burning socket

I never even knew if Ralph felt guilty.