He didn't mean it.
He had NOT meant it.
He didn't mean for the ice to shoot like that, stabbing the man in his heart, leaving him dead in a matter of moments.
He had been angry, the ice was always red and black when angry, he had gone on a walk to calm down but it didn't work oh how it didn't and the ice had just shot out..he didn't mean it.
Staring at the body he was struck with a horrible thought.
He was a criminal now.
Angel would hate him, his friends would hurt him, his dad would loathe him.
He couldn't go back, not when everyone would hate him, he didn't want to be known as a criminal.
He took a small step, his hands shaking before Jake turned and ran.
He had no idea where, but he wasn't sticking around.
Jake was not a monster.......least he didn't think he was.
YOU ARE READING
Angst and Death.
RandomOne shots about mine and my friends RP characters because why not. (I can think of many reasons but lets proceed) Sammy don't kill me for the angst mkay? ((Trigger warnings: Blood, death, gore, Abusive families and partners))
