Just like always, he follows me wherever I go. Like a rotten limb. The dual heartbeat rings in my ear as I find myself at the mirror once again, staring into the abyss of glass. And as always, he is staring back; my twin, my reflection, my other half. My...
My most hated enemy.
"Please, Dark Worm...let me go..."
No. No, no, no, no, no. You'd think I'd do that? No, Wormchamp. Not now. Not anymore.
I blame you for all of this.
"What?"
Blame, Wormchamp. An unfamiliar word to you, perhaps. You're always trying to run away from the consequences. But you can't run from me, and I blame you. I blame you for ruining my life. Our life. Are you listening to me? You did this to us.
"That's not true---"
You're weak. You're pathetic. You're unlovable.
"STOP IT!"
All this time I asked myself why. But now I realize. You are the reason why everyone keeps leaving us behind.
And I hate you for it. I hate your guts. They look just like mine, but I want to see them splattered on the walls of this dirty school bathroom. I hate you more than anything. I hate you and I want you to die.
I want you to die, Wormchamp.
Do you remember when I said I wasn't afraid to get my hands dirty?
Do you remember when I told you not to mess with me?
We could have had it all...
But it's too late now.
Only now do I realize just how hot my blood is boiling, as I aim my fist at the mirror. I see The Worm trapped behind the glass. I see his eyes widen in fear. I see him flinch away. My punch flies through the mirror and straight into his tender little heart. Too soft to stand up for himself, as always.
One half of the heartbeat ceases, leaving only a shadow. And all I can think of is that expression of betrayal on his fading face.
But this is what I wanted, right?
This is what's best for us.
This is what's best for me.
Goodnight, Wormchamp...I hope you sleep forever.
