Et tu, Brute?
I considered this person my brother, always tried to take his side in arguements, looked up to him, provided him with jewelry, clothes, and other things...and in return never asked anything from him, his friendship and respect were all I needed. But now I find out you have betrayed me, tried to take away the one thing in life I love and value the most. You act all friendly to me in person, but then behind the scenes you secretly plot my demise. What have I ever done to deserve this, sure we had our disagreements, but I never stopped respecting and loving you. I always considered you one of my best friends, now your dead to me. You might not think you need me, but I was the only real friend you had. You have hurt me more than you will ever know...we use to joke around about who I would pick to be my best man at my wedding, now you and your invite can go to hell.