''I Think my Best Friend Might Be a Murderer'' | BEST OF DR CREEPEN’S VAULT 2018 [EXCLUSIVE STORY]

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the Greek philosopher Aristotle identified three kinds of friendship first we have French is of the good those that are based on mutual respect and admiration then we have friendships of pleasure those that exist between you and those whose company you enjoy and finally we have friendships of utility those which exist between you and someone who is useful to you in some way tonight's story another one from dr. creepers vault the subreddit lights it up so the view could send your stories to me so that I could read them all for you aims to explore at least two types of friendship while my difference we waited to the weekend so I think you all deserve to sit back and relax with your favorite drink and listen my buddy Gavin had always tried to be a superhero yes you heard that right not he always loved through beers not even that he always wanted to be a superhero he had a costume a mask when we were in middle school and had been crusading around the neighbor to stop a crime all the way till I was a sophomore in high school I'm sure you've heard about people like this in the news and like the people in that movie kick-ass Gavin and I lived in the same cloud projects and even though I doubt he helped in any way there was a lot of crime and drug dealing to go around the most difficult thing for Gavin I think was that we lived in Minnesota the state that doesn't allow wearing masks in public while most big cops that come around our neighborhood laughter Gavin and his masked antics there was one cop they would have none of it officer Mitchell now he had a real hard-on for jamming or the depths as he called his alter-ego and would always demand he take the mask off and not go around disguised in public more on him later in truth Gavin's outfit was pretty sweet it was all black the fabric was flowing but not too baggy and the mask was made of his tough black plastic it looked kind of like a skull and the eye lenses were a piercing silver tint he'd actually been working on it for over a year every night after school instead of hanging out or doing his homework he'd go into the basement and sew up his costume I kept telling me to just buy a Halloween getup from Kmart which would be a lot less traceable but he insisted on making his own as you can probably gather he was big into Batman just like the character would only work at night this helped him avoid officer Mitchell a few times when being chased down so he wouldn't be unmasked yeah if it was fit camouflage for the dark alleyways a lot of people including teachers and most of the grown-ups in the projects that figure that Gavin was mentally unstable or retarded I never thought that was accurate though well if I'm being totally fair Gavin was an average Lea smart kid who was just preoccupied with things that took away from him ever getting good grades or learning anything that would get him a job and he wasn't crazy he just well been through a lot his parents divorced when he was five before you dismiss this experience as just another typical 21st century reality you should know that his father was in deep gambling debt and his mother was hooked on crack from the Minneapolis Scripps College you imagine how this all played out for young Gavin when the three of them were living under the same roof they didn't so much divorces they separated and really neither of them was fit to raise gaming so he went to live with his grandfather when his grandpa croaked he went into foster homes getting passed along seven times in four years he eventually landed back in st. cloud with his older third cousin Howie twice removed how he did shift work at a supermarket warehouse didn't have much time or patience for Gavin so you can imagine what their relationship was like I actually remember going along with the cabin or their depths a few times when he scoured the streets at night for trouble I don't know why but but for some reason he was never bothered with me knowing his secret identity in truth when he live in the ghetto there's little your neighbors don't know about you anyway I remember one night I tagged along with the depths after we'd hurt news of a serial rapist in the area I wasn't in costume but he was as well as Derwood his sidekick no trying to be a superhero in real life is pretty pathetic but being the sidekick to a faux superhero that's got to be the shits we mostly drank coffee and soda freezing our balls off on a street corner and spying on the opposite sides looking for anything suspicious now Durr wouldn't I after an hour and a half that had enough there was nothing there except a few drunks ranting crazies maybe a hooker in a long trench coat the depths however refused to call it a night insisting we'd find the rapist not long after we saw this tall man wearing baggy layered clothing he kept circling the block over and over again that guy keeps circling back Gavan hissed through his mask Derwood and i looked at each other and even though we weren't friends we could read the concern panic in the other's eyes I think we both knew this shit was about to hit the fan when we heard Gavin's paper cup hit the sidewalk Gavan like a shadow crossing your room when a car goes by at night lurch forward and ran to the other side he got right up and grabbed the guy by the lapels of his coat yelling at him demanding to know his whereabouts on such-and-such a date a struggle ensued I watched from the other side paralyzed what stood next to me like a statue a fist flew from the man and he shouted fucks with you freak get the fuck off gavin then retaliated while at one of those karate punches he taught himself from online videos and it did Rock the guy back a few steps the next thing I saw him wrote a swell of feverish heat bubbling to my otherwise shivering body from out of the guy's deep pocket he brought a gleaming Li silver snub nose revolver he pointed it tilted it to the side of Gavin's head get the fuck off me bro Gavin didn't move and I thought then that it was over but he suddenly reached up and grabbed the guy by the wrist in the wrist of the hand holding the gun I sung back into the shadows and heaved watching the gray barrel Teeter and sway in several directions as the two of them grappled for it without a word durwood ran forward to the scene I watched in abject horror as he got closer to the point of the flaying firearm I sunk deeper into the darkness I then left and wax cold upon the thunder of the guns shots the bullet ricocheted across the concrete and the weapon fell from the man's hand is both gavin and durwood pushed him to the ground I don't know if it was a second person or the gun firing but the man scrambled to his feet and scampered away I watched the two of them panting Gavin much more than durwood then before they walked back across the road durwood stooped down and pick something up from the sidewalk when they brought it over we saw that it was a small plastic packet of meth the guy had been a drug dealer which would explain why he'd been circling the block over and over the elusive serial rapist was never found durwood seemed the most embarrassed about the debacle Gavan figured he'd still stopped injustice me I stopped tagging along but I do know that most of his Crusades ended up in street fights Sammy lost some he won sometimes he get unmasked but when I was okay they didn't know who he was anyway I stopped paying much attention around this time I was starting to think ahead a little bit I was going into high school and wasn't too glad to be put into the lowest set of class in one of the worst schools in the city Gavin wasn't going to high school he was instead focusing on his crime-fighting career truth is he was terribly behaved and was probably suffering from undiagnosed ADHD in retrospect our school just couldn't support him the worst came about when Gavin collected up his paper route money and Christmas cash and some pilfered dollars from how his wallet I suspect and bought a police radio like the karate moves he taught himself he soon figured out what each of the coded numbers stood for three days after this purchase our projects got introduced to officer Mitchell he went door-to-door with a sketch of the mass that Gavin Wars the deaths luckily for Gavin no one in the projects talks to cops especially when it's about someone who lives there this usually applies to drug dealers and gangsters but they didn't make an exception for a mildly disturbed who would be superhero officer Mitchell came to my door last my mother who was home told him she'd never seen anyone wearing that mask before but called me over to take a look Mitchell had told her that he believed the suspect was a child I took a look and immediately recognized the skeletal quality of the mask regardless I shook my head no the officer then kneeled down and looked me into the eyes he smelt like burnt coffee and sweats and his face was puffy and his eyes were cold shifty you sure about that son no idea who this character could be again I shook my head no he then stood up and adjusted his uniform and thank my mother he left but I knew that he knew I was lying I felt a chill and go out my spine and it lingered there long after he'd left after that and with much prodding from me and durwood's Gavin finally decided to stop going out at night all right he told us I'll wait for something bigger with a radio this wasn't exactly reassuring well was enough to settle my nerves for the time being one night the three of us were hanging out in Howie's cramped basement playing xbox and sipping on some of the canned beer from the fridge the police radio occasionally buzzing in the background after we got to the penultimate level of the game the radio buzzed rather loudly with car 64 be advised 261 and possible 2 1 7 in progress on Yonge and Lexington durwood and I heard it but neither was paid it any mind Gavin though well he sat right up his ears perked dropping his controller to the floor 10 for mrs. Carr 64 arm pursuit to location over Gavin jumped up rushing toward the radio and putting his here right next to the speaker durwood and I were still sitting on the carpet but my head was turned what's up Goering Shh he hissed then promptly put his ear back to the radio there's a rape happening ten blocks from us at that moment I felt cold wash over me I turned off the game and listened with him several minutes crawl by of nothing just the low frizzled of the radio static then we heard the officers voice return dispatch this is car 64 we have a 2-1 7 requesting medical over I didn't need to know the codes to figure out what had happened the rape victim who was dead Roger car 64 is a suspect in the area over negative dispatch suspect is reported to be a number one male possibly local witnesses say he fled the scene going west off furling zone notify all cars of the situation 10-4 those hand was then clasped on Kevin's shoulder and I could see he was writhing maybe they'll catch him I said pathetically he's right though I would jumped in there's no point in going over there come on calm down it took a few minutes of restraining him but Gavin agreed to stay in the basement we turned on the TV and channel surf for a bit mostly watching cartoons durwood and I each popped open a newbie Gavin didn't even finish his already open one didn't even touch it or even look at it he just sat there next to the radio his eyes staring lifelessly but nothing the next day I saw the front cover of the newspaper hideous rape murder our young and a lexington police officers are in hot pursuit of evasive culprit this wasn't good I didn't see Gavin for two weeks straight I called his house a couple times but each time I got either the answering machine or his cousin telling me he was out and didn't know where it was I was scared then this was bad all I knew was the detail of the suspect as they were relayed on the radio number one male he didn't take me long to figure out that number one meant black and I did not want to know how the depths was going about finding this guy by the third week on a Wednesday afternoon after school I heard an uncommon sound for a block coming outside my window heavy tires crunching over the ragged pavement any time a car came through our projects it usually meant one thing cops I looked out my window to see a squad car pulled into a block and was slowly creeping toward Gavin's house my mind filled with fears of the worst and I dashed down the steps and flew out to our front stoop I watched officer Mitchell emerge his face rigid his movements stiff and sudden he then jerks opened the passenger door and there was Gavin his face exposed bloodied one eye blackened and swollen shut his hands cuffed behind him Mitch will drag Gavin toward the door Gavin giving little resistance and showing even less mental presence policeman I rapped his knuckles hard on the door but no one ever came how he was working double shifts that week and hadn't been home I looked around and saw everyone on our block watching out the windows or over their fences well those that had fences where the fuck is your parental unit Mitchell demanded shaking Gavin's bound form violently Gavan shrugged mitchell gave him another shake shouted in his face i could feel the eyes of our block peering heavier on both of them officer Mitchell must have felt it too because after taking a long glance at the scene around him he went behind gavin and took the cuffs off gavin was about to unlock his door and go into his house but not before officer Mitchell collapsed his hand against the door and brandished Mitchell's mask in front of his face in a squelching gross oh listen to me you little shit he said low but it carried an echo so I could hear it do yourself a favor and throw this that's stupid outfit in the trash I see you wearing it again anywhere and I will arrest you for suspicion of mischief and we'll see if we can even get a hate crime charge tied to you Hey he then threw the mask hard and Gavin's feet hate crime No jeez I thought that Gavin actually been going around the neighborhood harassing random black guys because of what he'd heard on the radio officer Mitchell grabbed his heavy belt under his punch and adjusted his trousers your guardian apparent will be caught later this week to inform her of the situation have a nice day the eyes of the project's faded back into the houses as Mitchell's Prowler peeled off and Gavin's door slammed shut I was glad to know Gavin was okay I thought at the time the whole thing was over looking back I now know how wrong I was the next day I invited Gavin over and the two of us hung out in my room we were there to play cards but mostly I needed to know what had happened the first thing I asked about was the shiner he had Hey did that prick Mitchell do that to you he shook his head almost smiling no this was from one of the rapists but this I must have looked at Gavin with complete confusion he then relayed to me how there have been more than one rapist murderer that they had in fact been five maybe 10 were involved in the killing of the girl gang rape is the term he used I swear to you Corrie there's literally hundreds of them what do you mean his eyes shifted to my door perhaps checking that it was closed then he leaned in close and said the blacks my heart started pounding in my chest was I really hearing this he then taught me how John Dyke at whose house he had stayed on his two-week hunt had told him about the uncontrollable lust that apparently all blacks have for raping white women this theory wasn't surprising John Dyke had grown up just a few years before us in our projects and was now an active Nazi skinhead what shocked me was that Gavin had bought this crap for Christ's sake the girl who'd been killed hadn't even been white I'm not going to bother fighting street crime anymore he lectured on the real criminals that are sucking our community dry are being protected by the government for the immigrants taking our jobs the blacks and Spanish spreading drugs the quiz and the lesbian is poisoning our families I had to stop him right there both my parents are Ukrainian Jews so you can imagine how pissed I was getting what's more gavin durwood and I were from three of only five white families in a majority Hispanic ghetto how the fuck could he believe all this in he'll Nazi bullshit he's not being an asshole I told him and I could feel myself shaking not used to standing up for myself and especially for other people John Dyke is a freakin Nazi everything you're saying now is wrong and what you're doing around the city is worse it's it's racist man he then told me in a cold automatic monotone that racism doesn't exist well I lost it at that point we both got into a big shouty match by the end gavin called me a commie kike and stormed out of the room I couldn't get his words out of my head the whole night and I kept shaking and grinding my teeth together in the week that followed I mostly stayed in my room after school when I checked my email accounts I saw that there was a message from durwood's oh great the psychic figuring it was Gavin's attempt to make recompense without apology by proxy I deleted the message without reading it and got on with my homework the next day there was another message from durwood again I dumped it without reading on the third day I'd come down a bit hug the whole thing I was legitimately curious to my surprise the message had nothing to do with Gavin the Lord's message was as simple hey how's it going he even asked me about what homework was like in freshman year nothing to do with what had transpired between Gavin and me at all please with the friendly hello I responded in kind asking him how he was doing 15 minutes later there was a reply and we ended up chatting into the late evening till midnight we continued doing this over the next couple of nights and actually started hanging out after school it was kind of nice since we'd only known each other through gavin who seemed to be no longer in the picture it was great that well I had a new friend without completely separating myself from my past circle over the next month I found out he and I had a lot in common one Friday night when we were munching on nachos and cheese at the local arcade he confided in me what it was like being Gavin's psychic it was freaking horrible man he commiserated shaking his head which was hanging very low everything he wanted to do since he was five and I was three and I'd had to go along with it he wanted to play Lone Ranger I was Tonto and any bullshit adventure he wanted to do I got stuck tagging along he interrupted himself with a joyless cough did he ever tell you about the time when he was nine and he wanted to live out in the wilderness so he made me go with him to camp out in the woods at Barret Park shit by the time they found us I had poison ivy all over my arms and had eaten a god damn grew up yeah well why did you go along with him I asked how do you two end up even as friends because he said with long emphasis his mom went to school with my mom I guess she felt obligated after what it happened I nodded my head for a bit that didn't make sense for the initial relationship but I mean I began again why did you just do whatever he said here I have to do what he wants but just because he's your friend or your mom wants you to I mean you're your own person he then hid his eyes behind his hands I soon realized he was holding his hand looking as if he was about to be sick I then heard him say in a weak weak voice there's more there's more he he just had has this power of me I just can't get loose of him not knowing what to do and feeling very uncomfortable I patted him on the shoulder and told him it'll be all right I suppose there was more he could have told me but honestly I didn't want to know life was much easier for the next couple of months no more craziness no more bullshit for the first time in my life I was actually friends with someone who wasn't toxic and wasn't so demanding of my time I was actually doing well in school and there were talks of putting me in a higher set class for next fall after Easter weekend however I got back in touch with Gavin it was early in the morning I mean 5 a.m. early I could hear my phone vibrate on my bedside table I picked it up without looking at the caller ID and I answered hello I said rubbing my ice Cory I heard Gavin's voice crack you you kind of let me come over geez I need your help hearing the panic in his voice jolted me awake I pressed the phone closer to my ear calm down what's happening there's a new story about me they're saying I killed off as a Mitchell my nerves locked my body completely froze oh no listen I heard him beg over the phone I'm about ten minutes away I'll sneak in through your backyard door to the basement your parents should still be asleep right yeah I muttered just audible hoping in fact he wouldn't hear it great he exclaimed and I bit my lip hard I'll be there soon wait I stopped him and to my relief the call was still in progress why can't you hide at Dyke's he's farther away from our house I could hear him suck his teeth through the receiver John's gone he's been out of town for a while now look I got nowhere else to hide man all right you can stay in my room for the day until I get back from school then we'll have to figure something out for you you thanked me and I heard the short quiet chime at my phone indicating the call had ended having all this time to wait my mind whirling from this sudden revelation I searched the internet on my phone not long after I found a news article titled st. cloud cop slain by masked man which was complete with a video apparently officer Mitchell and responded to a robbery that took place at a convenience store I watched the video it was from a security camera videotaping the outside of a storefront I could see even in the grainy quality and the microscopic screen of my phone one of the windows have been broken just then as officer Mitchell was walking out for the front door I saw it the shadow moving fast right toward him he turned his head just before the figure ran into him but not fast enough he fell to the ground clutching his side the article said he'd been stabbed with a knife and then washed in absolute horror as the cop reached for his gun holster and the darkly veiled figure granted it to the two of them struggling until there was a sudden flash and the officer lay motionless on the ground a spray of dark fluid staining the concrete behind his head figure then shot this lifeless person twice more before dropping the revolver and turning to leave as it turned a pause the video the face was covered in a black skeletal mass with piercing silver tinted eyes the same one from Gavin's costume Gavin still hadn't arrived unsure how many knew the costume was his I quickly dialed 9-1-1 when Gavin got to my house he was out of breath panting and soaked with sweat I got him a glass of tap water and sat him down on my bed he then told me the story in his own words listen last night I was at home okay I've been out on patrol for a long long while hunt caught a cold so for the last few days I've been in bed Milotic Gavin closely I could tell he wasn't sick you said you weren't going on patrol anymore I deliberated each word yeah yeah he snapped hastily but they're two fugitives reported the news was suspected of being in sync loud I'd heard nothing of this I saw the video I told him the guy was wearing your costume that's the thing Gavin begged reaching up at me and grabbing my shirt I haven't worn that costume in months now I swear to God I threw it out in the trash I told you John and I were focusing on organizing strikes against immigrants who had taken our jobs sure I wasn't gonna go out busting heads no more and here's the other crazy thing there's no way I could have known that a robbery had taken place then I listened analyzing each word he had mentioned details about the case that I knew from the news reports but of course he would he'd probably see in the same news story which is why he was panicked still that's the thing he rambled on his eyes wide pulling harder on my shirt three days ago my police radio went missing I don't know where it is I put my hands on his arms and tried to ease them off of them just then there came a hard echoing not from the front door police open up Gavin swiveled his head in the direction of the sound he turned to look at me and seemed to search my face before springing up to look out of the window police he muttered and his voice carried just enough for me to hear it but how he then turned I stood up I was ready to dash out the room but for some reason I couldn't you he yelled pointing his finger accusingly at me he caught the cops I just stood there stupid and silent holding my arms up to try and gesture for him to become without another second of hesitation he sprang on me and began hitting me in the side with his knees and fists my life flashed before my eyes as did the thought that I was alone with a killer help I screamed hoping the police outside would hear me hell i wailed I was soon cut off by a blow to the jaw I raised my hands defensively over my head and curled up trying to block his blows that was striking down hard all over my body I didn't hear the front door get broken down or even my bedroom door slam open but I did hear Gavin scream as he was pulled off by two police officers they then proceeded to pin him to the floor and cuff his hands my skin was throbbing from the speed of my pulse and I didn't feel any pain though in truth I was pretty badly beaten up they hauled Gavin off kicking and screaming explaining he was under arrest for the murder of a police officer sergeant Jerome Fergus Mitchell it didn't take him long to find Gavin guilty they found the costume in the trash in front of his house although he swore to God he'd gotten rid of it well before the murder took place beyond that they had motive everyone in the projects has seen Gavin berated by Mitchell Manu what being a costume Crusader had meant to him still it was like pulling teeth to get people to testify only thing was they never found his police radio Gavin's court-appointed lawyer tried to use this fact to raise doubts since the prosecution kept arguing that Gavin had been known to have a police radio which would explain how he knew the robbery took place and how he knew officer Mitchell would be there since he knew his car number they ended up trying him as an adult and gave him 25 to life I couldn't believe this had happened to him even with what he had done Christ he wasn't even 16 by the time I was nearly done high school the entire neighborhood had forgotten about Gavin it was pretty much taboo to talk about him and even durwood and I avoided the subject but honestly with time we didn't care we'd both turn things around when durwood finished middle school he went to the same high school I did which made school so much better since I had my best friend to hang out with by the time I was in my senior year we both joined a few school clubs no teams on a friend but started a games Club of her own and after moving up to some college prep classes my grades were finally improving I'd attended a koreas workshop and have made up my mind to go into an apprenticeship program for electricians they would ask me about it later and decided that he would do the same thing after he graduated the summer after my senior year Jared and his mother were moving out to Minneapolis I was sad to see him go but I could understand that maybe it was the best for him to leave all the bitter memories behind the day he was going to move I helped him hack around lunchtime we were in his room all of his things in tiny cardboard cubes around us we took a break as we were both beat then his mum called him and asked for me to wait for him after a few minutes I got bored and tried to lift a few more boxes now all of the boxes have been lined up until now mostly filled with clothes and this box I lifted was unexpectedly heavy and when I eased it off the stack it fell from my grip and crash to the floor the Co top opened up on impact and all the items spilled out on the carpets I rushed to get everything back in the box and that's when I saw what a given is so much weight a black metallic radio it was a police radio Gavin's police radio the same one he swore gone missing three days before the murder took place I said that staring at it I then heard steps creak outside the room and the door slowly moving Oh well did you see that coming maybe it maybe you had a sneaky suspicion but a nice little twist in the tail right at the end there don't you think yes indeed well like I said another one from dr. creepers well the subarray did ice it up so that you could send your stories to me in the hope 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Published: Fri Nov 30 2018

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