Penpal: Alternative Ending

You guys remember my story I wrote about how I lost Josh, right? Well, I fooled ya! I was actually writing that as an April Fools prank, and it worked perfectly. All of you thought my best friend died or something. If you thought that, then you're wrong. Josh is right behind me laughing his ass off. I can't believe I fooled that many people.
The reason I posted it later after April Fools was probably because no one would believe a "true story" written on a day where everyone pulls pranks on each other. All of you are probably mad right now wanting to kill me and also thinking, Dathan! How could you pull a sick prank like this, you bastard! And I understand. Sometimes you gotta have a sick sense of humor to make something like this as a joke. I'm gonna stop rambling and get on with the story. One last thing to tell you, Veronica and Boxes didn't die if that's what you were expecting.
So after months of Josh not calling me―this took place when Veronica and I were on a date at the movie theater and we were walking to her car―I asked Veronica, what was going on. Keep in mind that I didn't know I had a stalker obsessed with me. In a nervous tone of voice she said that nothing was going on, that Josh ran away. I was becoming suspicious. I asked her what was going on. She kept saying that Josh ran away and she doesn't want to talk about it. I wanted to respect her privacy but at the same time I cared so much about Josh and I felt guilty that I wasn't contacting Josh as much as I used to. I told Veronica to please tell me what was going on or I was gonna call the police. And she finally told the truth.
Veronica told me that Josh was kidnapped by a man and the man took Josh to my old house which me and my mom moved out of. I was shocked and surprised by this. It all makes sense now. The man who took Josh was stalking me for God knows how long. That's why Josh wasn't responding to me. He's probably stalking me right now as we speak.
I was feeling angry and scared. Mostly mad because the stalker has my best friend Josh.
I told Veronica that she should drop me off at my house because all the soda I drank is making me sick. That was kind of a lie. I just wanted to go home and wait until tomorrow so I can go to my old house and get Josh.
Veronica did what I said and went to the drivers side of her car. I went to the passenger side. Right after she put the key into the ignition, I saw a man running towards the car.
I heard her scream before slamming on the brakes. She turned the car around and slammed her foot down on the pedal. We were now on the highway. I turned to look back and didn't see the man.
I gave a sigh of relief.
"That was a close one," I said. Veronica ignored me and kept on driving. She was probably as shocked as me. During the silent ride to my house, I was thinking about going to my old house, carrying a knife for protection, and meeting the man face-to-face. You know how in most thriller/action movies that the protagonist goes somewhere to where the antagonist is for a final showdown. That was going to be me. One more thing.
The hero always wins.
The next day I woke up a little earlier than usual, maybe because of the fight I'm gonna have between me and the stalker. I feel like I'm watching too many action movies. I felt like I was in a movie somehow.
Anyway, I got my clothes and then wore them on. I got to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Thankfully, my mom was asleep. I wasn't going to drive to my old house because that would cause too much noise and the man would've run away, I was going to walk. My new house wasn't that far away from my old house, I just needed to walk a couple blocks down and I was there. And it's a three minute walk.
As I was walking to my old house, I started thinking about what the man would've done to Josh if I wasn't there right now.
By the time I was done thinking about the man, I was already at the front door of my old house. I opened the door and found what you would expect from an abandoned house. Little parts of the ceiling were on the floor of the living room, broken furniture, mold, anything you would expect from a cliche abandoned house.
I made my way across the living room, through the hallway, and in front of the closed door to my old room. I had a feeling Josh was in here. I turned the knob quietly, surprising it wasn't locked, and opened the door to find... Josh, sitting on a chair, beside the man. The man was standing up, holding what appeared to be a glock in his right hand. The man wasn't staring at me but was looking away from me.
As any rational person would react, I was scared. I kind of felt sick. I threw my knife at the man's back causing him to scream. I glanced at Josh, and he was looking at me, looking pale.
I ran to the man and yanked the knife out of his back causing him to scream even more. He was muttering curse words and threats, one of them I could make out was, "You little shit!"
I didn't even need to glance at Josh to know how shocked he was. I had this feeling of triumph, as if I knew I was going to win this fight.
The man tried to fire a shot at my head. Thankfully, I ducked fast enough and the bullet zoomed over my head.
I dug my knife into his upper-abdomen, which caused him to kneel down and throw up some blood. While he was doing that, I snatched the gun from his right hand. I then shot at his head, causing his blood and brains to splatter on the wall.
The man then collapsed on the floor, not moving. That was the last I was going to see him.
I grabbed Josh's hand and smiled at him. He smiled too.
The feeling of nausea and dread flooded over my body and I then puked on Josh's shirt and pants, causing his shirt to have a large stain of barf.
"Eww!" Josh exclaimed. He then chuckled. I was just glad to have him alive. We then walked out of the house never to see the stalker again.
That's it! That's the story. Pretty shitty story, but this is what actually happened to me. I found out that Boxes was being taken care of by Mrs. Maggie, and now Veronica and I are a couple. Josh and I hang out a lot more often a few days after I saved him. Mom was kind of mad at me for making her worried, but at least no one's stalking me. Right? That's when you're wrong. Because now there are two people stalking me and there's never going to be a sequel because I like to leave you on cliffhangers.
Bye, suckas!
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