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hand extended out to him, she wanted to have her sweet angel back. She would give anything to have him back.
David walked over to Angela, slapping her hand away. “ Like I would touch those fucking hands.” He scoffed at her.
He used his knees to pin her arms to the side. He grabbed her head with his hands, let his tears dripped down onto her face, he wanted her to see the pain she caused him. “ Don’t do this.” She pleaded.
Her words set a fire in him, he tighten his grip on her head and began to slam it to the concrete floor repeatedly, David wanted her to pay for the lies she had cast down on him, he wasn’t going to stop until she paid for it all. He could hear the back of her skull begin to crack, but her eyes kept staring at him, they mocked him, called him a fool. “ Stop laughing at me!” He used his thumbs to dig into her eye sockets, he squeezed with all his force, the blood began to seep from the corner of his fingers. Angela cried out in dry heaves, kicking her legs under him, hoping to break free.
A few seconds later his thumbs caved into her, causing Angela’s body to seize up, foam shot out of her mouth as she felt his finger digging into her skull. Seconds later her entire body shut down. Angela was no more.
David remained on top of her, still crying, his thumbs still inside her sockets. He cursed repeatedly under his breath. He looked at every painting he had up, shaking his head. “ I did this for you, you were suppose to be apart of something special. But, now look at you.” He said to her dead body.
Chapter 11
THE NIGHT SKY IS FALLING
27 Years Ago...
“ Question is simple, why'd you want to be a cop?” It was Brian Klekco's first drive around his hometown as a Boston P.D officer. The moment they left the station his eyes were focused on the unknown, looking into the dark streets, alley ways, house windows on the drive by, seeing if anything caught his attention, while his partner, an old vet of thirty-six years, Eddie Flask flapped his gums. “ Is it because you want the uniform to empress some of the local girls, is it because you want to hold a gun, or do you just want to crack a niggers head in?”
Klecko turned to face the gray bearded man with a glance of confusion. “ I just want to do some good.”
“ Good, you sure you know what that means, son?” The old man chuckled.
“ It's doing what's right, putting the bad guys away for a long time and keeping the innocent protected.”
Flask chuckled once more. “ Still green.”
“ You have a problem with how I see things?” Klecko asked angrily.
“ Easy, cupcake.” Flask shook his head. “ It's not your fault, your mind is still stuck in gear one, is all I'm saying.”
“ Gear one?” Klecko rolled his eyes at Flask.
“ Gear one,” Flask reiterated. “ that's how we all start, but with time you began to move up, soon, Good and bad all start to look the same.”
“ Maybe you should get your head check.” Klecko muttered.
“ So why'd you join the force?” Flask asked once more.
“ To do some good.” Klecko said to him.
“ I think that's a lie.” Flask chuckled. “ So, I'll ask you again, why'd you join the force?”
* * * * *
Ever since coming to New York, sleep alluded Brian Klecko. Within the months it got worst, there were nights when he never slept at all, he'd spent his time just staring blankly at the wall waiting for night to turn into day, it was though this city was eating him alive. “ You never call
David walked over to Angela, slapping her hand away. “ Like I would touch those fucking hands.” He scoffed at her.
He used his knees to pin her arms to the side. He grabbed her head with his hands, let his tears dripped down onto her face, he wanted her to see the pain she caused him. “ Don’t do this.” She pleaded.
Her words set a fire in him, he tighten his grip on her head and began to slam it to the concrete floor repeatedly, David wanted her to pay for the lies she had cast down on him, he wasn’t going to stop until she paid for it all. He could hear the back of her skull begin to crack, but her eyes kept staring at him, they mocked him, called him a fool. “ Stop laughing at me!” He used his thumbs to dig into her eye sockets, he squeezed with all his force, the blood began to seep from the corner of his fingers. Angela cried out in dry heaves, kicking her legs under him, hoping to break free.
A few seconds later his thumbs caved into her, causing Angela’s body to seize up, foam shot out of her mouth as she felt his finger digging into her skull. Seconds later her entire body shut down. Angela was no more.
David remained on top of her, still crying, his thumbs still inside her sockets. He cursed repeatedly under his breath. He looked at every painting he had up, shaking his head. “ I did this for you, you were suppose to be apart of something special. But, now look at you.” He said to her dead body.
Chapter 11
THE NIGHT SKY IS FALLING
27 Years Ago...
“ Question is simple, why'd you want to be a cop?” It was Brian Klekco's first drive around his hometown as a Boston P.D officer. The moment they left the station his eyes were focused on the unknown, looking into the dark streets, alley ways, house windows on the drive by, seeing if anything caught his attention, while his partner, an old vet of thirty-six years, Eddie Flask flapped his gums. “ Is it because you want the uniform to empress some of the local girls, is it because you want to hold a gun, or do you just want to crack a niggers head in?”
Klecko turned to face the gray bearded man with a glance of confusion. “ I just want to do some good.”
“ Good, you sure you know what that means, son?” The old man chuckled.
“ It's doing what's right, putting the bad guys away for a long time and keeping the innocent protected.”
Flask chuckled once more. “ Still green.”
“ You have a problem with how I see things?” Klecko asked angrily.
“ Easy, cupcake.” Flask shook his head. “ It's not your fault, your mind is still stuck in gear one, is all I'm saying.”
“ Gear one?” Klecko rolled his eyes at Flask.
“ Gear one,” Flask reiterated. “ that's how we all start, but with time you began to move up, soon, Good and bad all start to look the same.”
“ Maybe you should get your head check.” Klecko muttered.
“ So why'd you join the force?” Flask asked once more.
“ To do some good.” Klecko said to him.
“ I think that's a lie.” Flask chuckled. “ So, I'll ask you again, why'd you join the force?”
* * * * *
Ever since coming to New York, sleep alluded Brian Klecko. Within the months it got worst, there were nights when he never slept at all, he'd spent his time just staring blankly at the wall waiting for night to turn into day, it was though this city was eating him alive. “ You never call
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