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March 17th, night time, Georges house
Everyone was screaming and shouting. Paul was on the floor bloody and bruised. His eye was practically gone. George and Ringo both put Paul over their shoulders. John was still staring into the void. He had hoped Paul killed himself. George and Ringo both ran outside with Paul over their shoulders. They shoved Paul into John's car. “JOHN!” George called out from outside. John walked slowly outside and got into the car with all three of them. Ringo was driving and Paul was still unconscious.
“John what happened?! Did you have something to do with this?” George said loudly to John. John lit a cigarette and had the window open. He glanced over to George and said, “No I didn't, he's just gone insane and I don't know what to do.” John turned back and put his head out the window. Soon they arrived at the hospital and the nurses rushed Paul into the hospital. George, Ringo, and John all waited in the waiting room. John hoped Paul was dead because he couldn't stand this. George and Ringo were talking to each other.
“John?” Ringo said quietly. John looked over to Ringo. “We think we should postpone the album until Paul gets better.” Ringo and George both looked scared for Paul. “Okay. Fine by me.” John said unbothered by the statement. Soon after a couple hours of waiting Paul had stitches in his face and an eye patch on his eye. The nurses told John when Paul had woken up he kept asking for John. John was pissed off by it. The nurses requested that Paul should go home with John. John agreed since there was nothing he could do. George and Ringo both left together while John and Paul went home together. In the car it was very awkward. Paul kept looking at John and John was trying to focus on the road.
Soon they arrived and John ran to his room to lock himself in it. Paul followed and started banging on the door. “Let me in! John…Let me in!!” Paul said while pounding on the door. John tried putting his weight against the door but Paul eventually opened it. “What the hell is wrong with you?! You are acting like your, I dont fucking know, possessed or some shit!” John said while yelling at Paul. Paul still had blood on his face and his eye (that wasn't covered) was still red. “I’m not possessed. I just love you John…And I want to be with you forever.” Paul said while slowly walking to John. John kept walking backwards until Paul forced himself on top of him. John pushed him off of him and Paul fell backwards. “Get back!” John yelled. Soon they started fighting and John accidentally opened Paul’s stitches. Blood started coming out of Paul's face and landed on John’s face. Paul got up and started walking backwards. Not like a normal backwards walk. It was like he was in reverse.
“WHAT THE HELL PAUL! YOU'RE SCARING ME!” John yelled. Paul suddenly stopped and said, “Oh sorry! I would never hurt you!” Then he started running at him but then stopped. John was super freaked out. Paul was too busy being weird and saying weird things so John quietly crawled to his phone. He dialed George. George picked up the phone on the third ring.
“Hello?” George said.
“George hey…Can you come pick me up?” John said quietly hoping Paul wouldn't hear.
“Uhh..Why?” George asked. “I thought you were taking care of Paul?”
“I was but…” John cautiously glanced at Paul, "He's asleep now.”
“Oh okay. Well sure I can come get you.” George said.
“Okay good! Just maybe hurry up!” John exhaled with a sigh of relief.
John then tried to walk around Paul but Paul noticed. “John…were are you going?” Paul asked with blood dripping onto his clothes. John gulped and said, "I'm going to the bar.” That was a big lie. John never went to the bar after dark. Paul started crying, not a normal cry like a full on wail. John sighed with annoyance. “Why are you crying?!” John said. Paul looked at him. Blood was mixing with the tears falling down his cheek. “BeCause I mISs yOu.” Paul said with his voice cracking. “Well ill see you later…god.” John walked out of the room and went outside. George arrived and John got into his car.
“Well how's Paul doing?” George asked. “Hes doing fine just sleeping…” John replied. George looked down. “So where do you wanna go?” George questioned. John looked at him and said, “Nowhere. Can we just wait here while I make up my mind.” John laughed. George laughed and they waited. “So how do you think the album is going to turn out?” George asked. “Good. I mean we have a lot of songs and it's different from our last two.” John said while staring into the road. “You know John, I think Paul is just sad because his dog didn't die?” George asked. “Yeah it did, he loved that dog so I guess.” John knew it wasn't his dog, it was that stupid wish. They started making jokes and laughing and it was the first time John felt happy in these last days. George looked at John and they both started leaning into each other.
Right before they were about to kiss Paul started running to the car with a hammer in his hand. “GEORGE LOOK OU-” John yelled. Paul smashed the window with the hammer and grabbed George's head violently. He smashed his head into the wheel and stabbed him with the hammer on his back. John was shocked, he didn't know what to do?! Blood was coming out of George and some of it landed on John’s face. Soon Paul stopped and let go of George. Blood was everywhere and George’s face was bare with his skin practically gone and it was all flesh. His eyes were smashed and his teeth were broken. Paul looked at John and saw him crying. “Oh no baby!” He ran to the side where John was and opened the door. “I'm sorry baby!” Paul said while holding John. “I had to do it. I'm sorry! He was just in the way.” Paul started hugging John. John was too shocked to even try to push him off. “I'm gonna have to get rid of the body okay?” Paul said while hugging John. John started shaking his head and was sobbing. “You bastard…You killed George…” John said with his voice shaking. Paul got off John and grabbed George's corpse.
John had sat in his bed. He was thinking of all the memories he had with George. He couldn't believe what Paul had done. John saw the unopened One Wish Willow he had when suddenly he had a thought. What if he asked someone to make a wish for him. He ran to his car and drove to Ringo's house. When he arrived he noticed that only Ringo's car was there. Perfect. He ran out of his car and had the One Wish Willow in his hand. He banged on the door until Ringo answered. Ringo opened the door and his eyes got wide. “Jesus! What happened to you?!” Ringo shouted. John pushed Ringo and John ran into his house. “What happened! You have blood all ov-” Ringo was cut off by John.
“Ringo! I need you to make a wish for me!” John said quickly. “What I am confused? What do you mean ‘Make a wish for you?’” Ringo said not knowing what John meant. “Theres no time to explain! Paul's gone crazy he MURDERED GEORGE IN FRONT OF ME!” John shouted. Ringo started laughing. “Im sure you just had a bad dream or something.” Ringo said. John had enough and slapped Ringo. “Bloody hell!” Ringo yelled. “ENOUGH RINGO! NOW YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME A WISH OKAY?!” John yelled. Ringo nodded since he didn't want to get slapped again. John handed him the One Wish Willow. “What the hell is this?” Ringo asked. “No questions. Open it slowly!” John said. Ringo opened the box. “OK, OK, BE SUPER CAREFUL." John said. Ringo was thinking, this dude is a lunatic right now. “OK NOW YOU NEED TO SAY ‘I WISH MY FRIEND JOHN NEVER MADE A WISH’ YOU THIN YOU CAN DO THAT?” John yelled.
“Uhh John I think maybe you need to lay down or som-” Ringo was cut off by John. “JUST MAKE THE DAMN WISH!” Ringo glanced at John, then glanced at the willow. He put both his hands on the ends of it and said, “I wish for a billion dollars.” and snapped it. John fell to his knees in despair. “Why….why would you DO THAT RINGO!” John stormed out of the house and went back to his car. He drove crazy down the street and arrived at the store he bought the willow at. He stormed in and ran to the owner of it. “PLEASE YOU NEED TO HELP ME!” John yelled. The store owner looked at him like he was crazy. John's eyes were bloodshot and dilated, his clothes were covered in blood, and his face had cuts on it. “Son, you cannot come into my store like this. You're gonna freak everyone out, including me.” The store owner said while laughing. “ITS NOT A FUCKING JOKE. I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO REVERSE A FUCKING WISH.” John yelled. “If you're talking about a One Wish Willow, I hate to break it to you but a wish can never be reversed.”
John grabbed the store owner's neck and started aggressively choking him. Other people in the store saw and they grabbed John to stop him. The people then threw John outside of the store and rushed back in. John's sanity at this point was very above level. He didn't even know where Paul was, George was dead, and Ringo made a stupid fucking wish. John got back into his car and drove to his house. He figured Paul probably wouldn't be there since he was probably burying George. John arrived at his house and cautiously walked in. He saw Paul standing with his back turned to the wall. He was covered in blood and had a hammer and gun in his hands. “Paul…” John gulped. Paul turned around slowly and his face was practically red. “John…Your back.” Paul said, walking towards him. “Why don't you love me..?” Paul said. John stood still and didn't know what to say. “I do love….you.” John said (He didn't love him.) Paul's face turned into a frown and he shouted, “WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME!” He then stabbed himself with the hammer in his face. Blood dripped down his eyes and clothes. He started walking towards John and John fell into the couch.
John stared into Paul's eyes. His eyes didn't look like his eyes. Then there was a knock on the door. “Hey John! The wish does work!” Ringo said through the door. Paul turned towards the door and John forgot the door was unlocked. He knew if Ringo walked through that door, Paul would kill him. “RINGO! DON'T COME INSIDE!” John yelled through the walls. “Why? Is Paul here?” Ringo said. Paul started going crazy again and kept stabbing himself. “PAUL STOP!” John shouted. Ringo started getting worried and he walked in. Paul saw and shot Ringo in the head. “NO!” John shouted and started crying. Paul walked back to John and shoved him on the couch again. Paul got the gun and put it into his skull and said, “ILL SHOOT MYSELF RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!”
John tried to move but then this weird vomit-like substance came out of Paul's mouth and went right on John. John shoved Paul off him and ran to the bathroom. “JOHN WHERE ARE YOU GOING!” Paul said and started pounding on the door. John knew he only had a little bit of time left. He opened his medicine cabinet and saw a bottle of pills. He grabbed the pills and sat on the toilet seat. He started sobbing and couldn't stop thinking about how he was the cause of his two bandmates dying. He opened the pill bottle while shaking and poured a handful of pills on his palm. He closed his eyes and swallowed all of the pills. He then felt a sudden change in his eyes. He walked outside and saw how beautiful Paul looked. They both locked eyes and started giggling. Paul had snapped a One Wish Willow.
Paul and John both walked to the couch and laid together. But then, John started coughing. “Whats wrong?” Paul said. John started choking and blood came out of his mouth. “NO!” Paul said. John fell onto Paul and died. Paul was sobbing and he couldn't stop crying. He raised the gun to his mouth and was about to shoot himself in the head until he stopped. Paul looked around and saw John's lifeless body on his lap and Ringo's head covered in blood. Paul shoved John off of him and John fell onto the floor. Paul started sobbing loudly. “WHAT DID YOU DO…”