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tight, and head right over to him.
“Oh, I wouldn ’t if I were you, pretty boy,” he says as I go to grab him by the shirt. I lift him up until his feet are no longer touching the ground, and slam him hard against the brick wall. “You assault me, then you go back inside, and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that. Right?”
Motherfucker. Though nothing would please me more than to punch his lights out at this very moment, I’m not gonna do it. Not today, and definitely not in front of Alexis. Could I get thrown back inside? Of course I could. But, no. I don’t ever wanna have to step inside another cell again in my entire life. Debating on what I should do, I think I already know the answer. I need to walk away. He already knows too much, and he’s just said all of those things right in front of Alexis. Nice job, asshole. Nice fucking job.
I take my hands off of him , and don’t stick around long enough to hear him say anything else. I’ve got enough going on without having to deal with some douchebag on a power trip. It’s not like Alexis is gonna wanna talk to me again after this either. Congratulations, fuckface. You just made this whole thing a hell of a lot easier for me while I’m in town.
D id I come to Seattle to make friends? No. Did I wanna meet someone? No, not at all. I have one mission, and one mission alone. Speaking of which, it’s almost time to meet with them by the gates.
The guy I spent time with while I was in jail messaged me at seven this morning. He said that he’s not completely sure whether what he has will help me in any way, but he asked me to meet him by the gates at ten o’clock, and I’m already running five minutes late.
I glance over my shoulder , see there’s no one else around the grounds, and then start cursing myself when I think back to what happened in the alleyway just now. I couldn’t wait to get outta there, but now I’m wondering if she’s okay. That guy was being a total ass to her, and I really wanted to cause him some pain; do him some damage. It wasn’t what he said to me that bothered me. It was how he spoke to Alexis, and the way she didn’t even attempt to give that jackass some kinda comeback.
No, I realize that I shouldn’t have left her in there with that guy, but now that she knows I was inside , there’s no way in hell she’s gonna wanna be friends with me now. At least, not without judging me. That guy has obviously heard shit, and it’s obvious that he likes to throw his weight around. Staying here without anyone knowing about my past might not be as easy as I thought it was gonna be.
I stop pacing by the gates when I see Brad, the g uy I was telling you about, and some other guy walking in with him. He told me he had access to some details that might help, “You suit those clothes better than the orange suit, Brandon.” He jokes, and reaches out to shake my hand when he’s standing just a couple of feet away.
“What you got for me?” I nod at the guy standing besid e him, and see him staring down at the ground.
Brad shakes his head and is starting to look a little frustrated, “You’re not gonna like this.”
“Don’t say shit like that, man.” I hate when people say stuff like that. I need this to help me. I wanna know who set me up, but most importantly, I need to know who the fuck killed my girlfriend. Yeah, there was definitely foul play involved. Why else would drugs from the same batch be found in my room? Exactly.
“The guy I got to check some things out said some of the statements weren’t readily available,” he throws his arms in the air while the other guy glances around. “Look, we got what we could. I’ll keep trying, but someone’s definitely doing a great job at covering their ass.”
“Yeah, well I guess I knew this was never g onna be easy.” I reach over, take the packet from his friend, and place it underneath my jacket before grabbing them the cash I owe them. What? You thought that they were
“Oh, I wouldn ’t if I were you, pretty boy,” he says as I go to grab him by the shirt. I lift him up until his feet are no longer touching the ground, and slam him hard against the brick wall. “You assault me, then you go back inside, and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that. Right?”
Motherfucker. Though nothing would please me more than to punch his lights out at this very moment, I’m not gonna do it. Not today, and definitely not in front of Alexis. Could I get thrown back inside? Of course I could. But, no. I don’t ever wanna have to step inside another cell again in my entire life. Debating on what I should do, I think I already know the answer. I need to walk away. He already knows too much, and he’s just said all of those things right in front of Alexis. Nice job, asshole. Nice fucking job.
I take my hands off of him , and don’t stick around long enough to hear him say anything else. I’ve got enough going on without having to deal with some douchebag on a power trip. It’s not like Alexis is gonna wanna talk to me again after this either. Congratulations, fuckface. You just made this whole thing a hell of a lot easier for me while I’m in town.
D id I come to Seattle to make friends? No. Did I wanna meet someone? No, not at all. I have one mission, and one mission alone. Speaking of which, it’s almost time to meet with them by the gates.
The guy I spent time with while I was in jail messaged me at seven this morning. He said that he’s not completely sure whether what he has will help me in any way, but he asked me to meet him by the gates at ten o’clock, and I’m already running five minutes late.
I glance over my shoulder , see there’s no one else around the grounds, and then start cursing myself when I think back to what happened in the alleyway just now. I couldn’t wait to get outta there, but now I’m wondering if she’s okay. That guy was being a total ass to her, and I really wanted to cause him some pain; do him some damage. It wasn’t what he said to me that bothered me. It was how he spoke to Alexis, and the way she didn’t even attempt to give that jackass some kinda comeback.
No, I realize that I shouldn’t have left her in there with that guy, but now that she knows I was inside , there’s no way in hell she’s gonna wanna be friends with me now. At least, not without judging me. That guy has obviously heard shit, and it’s obvious that he likes to throw his weight around. Staying here without anyone knowing about my past might not be as easy as I thought it was gonna be.
I stop pacing by the gates when I see Brad, the g uy I was telling you about, and some other guy walking in with him. He told me he had access to some details that might help, “You suit those clothes better than the orange suit, Brandon.” He jokes, and reaches out to shake my hand when he’s standing just a couple of feet away.
“What you got for me?” I nod at the guy standing besid e him, and see him staring down at the ground.
Brad shakes his head and is starting to look a little frustrated, “You’re not gonna like this.”
“Don’t say shit like that, man.” I hate when people say stuff like that. I need this to help me. I wanna know who set me up, but most importantly, I need to know who the fuck killed my girlfriend. Yeah, there was definitely foul play involved. Why else would drugs from the same batch be found in my room? Exactly.
“The guy I got to check some things out said some of the statements weren’t readily available,” he throws his arms in the air while the other guy glances around. “Look, we got what we could. I’ll keep trying, but someone’s definitely doing a great job at covering their ass.”
“Yeah, well I guess I knew this was never g onna be easy.” I reach over, take the packet from his friend, and place it underneath my jacket before grabbing them the cash I owe them. What? You thought that they were
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