"what do you want? me? do you want my dick? why do you care? why do you keep on bothering me?" he scowled getting closer to her as she pursuited him through the throngs of people.
she looked up at him and they both held their breaths at that very moment.
she sighed, "i'm just concerned about the guy who almost killed an innocent boy one day ... because no one just almost kills a person without a purpose."
and at that moment, for a few seconds, he finally understood how it felt when someone finally says something about how wrong he was.
and inside, he was shaking like crazy. not because of the drugs and the alcohol, but because he feared that someone finally sees who he really is.
he just laughed and walked away once again.
monsters don't get help from anyone.
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Bad Boys
Short Storyr e a d nice guys b e f o r e y o u r e a d t h i s. nice guys finish last but bad boys finish first only because they're chased down. # some high rank in s h o r t s t o r y
