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  Even in divide...

  The two paths diverge between people...

  The two paths diverge between ifs and whatnot...

  I was on my way to somewhere a place I hadn't decided yet. Would I drink tea today, would I just take a casual walk across the town. I observe my surroundings only to notice I am too being observed by a man who sucks at wearing red and a hotter temper to boot. I did something I thought I would never do, I ran for my life. I didn't want none of this right now of all times, all the buildings around me to my left and to my right just blurring into an orange together with beige and sianna with the occasional green and brown (probably the trees and brown chairs I passed by). I wanted to look back, two questions ran through my head - is he still running, is all I've built up gonna crumble all over again? So I stopped, doesn't matter that I built up something or not I don't wanna lose my second chance because a crazed psycho is running after me, he slammed right into me and went flying right into the ground.

  "What's the big idea dude, you live your life and I live mine, what's so hard about that", I asked him.

  "Dude I have a deal, I think you'll love and I hope say yes too", said Malfonz cleaning himself off the dirt he gathered off the ground and starting to gesture using his hands.

  "I thought about it, I don't have the vaccine anymore and so I ended the struggle between us and we gained nothing out of it, we are both aimless... I know those eyes of yours... those are the same eyes people look at me with, I don't want this struggle I want fun... don't you", said Malfonz pointing his finger at me.

  "No dude you won this game... we have a second chance at a do over why waste it man, you were fun but that's in the past that doesn't exist anymore, imagine how lucky we are to get this do over why waste it, no consequences", I said feeling jealousy because he had the audacity to ask this when he got much more grace than me I felt disgusted all over again, everybody forgot me and he found a way to make all that mean nothing to him.

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  "I know that look, let it out, LASH AT ME, HATE ME... wh wh why not ... why not do this again and again you know we can and so do I, we have nothing to lose anymore", said Malfonz contorting his face, it felt he remembered something.

  "What are you getting sick of me, that face it didn't lie, this life of yours sucks, I'll let you kill em and I kill the people you know all over again, then we do it again and again", said Malfonz about to talk about something clearly, clearly something came to his mind.

  "That's disgusting man, I don't even know how this happened, I died and boom I'm here", I said trying to exit this conversation but he held on.

  "I don't think I can do it again", I said about to leave.

  "Why must we live in conflict", I said thinking I was cool all turned around.

  "You know what I saw as I fought you, I saw me change, I saw me change because I lost something I would have become a hero if you hadn't reset the whole stream of time just to get your ideal world once more, the reality you so wished for", he said and those words rang inside my ears crazy.

  "What so you would have turned to a good life, shouldn't you value that loss now when you get a do over", I said about to punch him in the face.

  "I died man, I was happy knowing I didn't get a do over", I said.

  "I walked through the dark halls you showed me, there was a disfigured me stabbing you and a disfigured you stabbing me, it didn't make sense back then, but maybe that was the answer to all my issues, I became a beggar just to feel the touch of money again to feel like me from way back then, the proud man I was", said Malfonz. He was conflicted and another thought popped up again, I saw his face bounce from thought to thought.

  "Clearly you weren't, AND BECAUSE OF YOU I FEEL MORE LIKE AN OUTSIDER THAN EVER, I FEEL LIKE I*M WEARING MY ICHY SKIN LIKE A DIRTIED COAT, YOU SPOILED ME, you don't get to be disgusted, the man you made me into", said Malfonz as he spit on my face about to go in for a punch on me.

  I got so angry I pushed his arm up and punched his face in to the ground. I didn't stop after one blow I blew another, each punch was coming from my soul. I kept punching him first my right then my left and then my right again in loop for what felt like ages before his spit on my face landed back on his. He pushed me and wiped his spit stained face as he started kicking me, nobody was watching us, people walked right passed us if anything. I was like a record saying the same thing over and over to him, but he kept kicking. He was trying to kick his shame away but it pierced his skin, he wanted all these emotions to leave him kicking me over and over and over, as I scrumpled into a ball. He slipped and as he fell on the ground I got up.

  I wanted him dead, I wanted to tell him to die, "Live on for me Malfonz, walk my path if you can't yours", I said as I wiped my face and tucked my fedora. Malfonz sat there no word. Fin.