"Hmm, what a shame." i speak with an artificial empathetic voice "Maybe your fate would have ended a little nicer if you would've just cooperated. Now, when i shoot at each of your hands, then slice your toes off one by one and finally slit your throat, I want you to scream for me baby" i say with bass in my voice
It's not a me problem that good ole ronnie here wanted to act like a billy badass and cheat on his boyfriend, then proceed to lay his hands on him.
Men have nothing but the audacity
Now I'm not one to waste my time on dirty boyfriend beating cheaters, but this is one of my only exceptions since it is my brothers boyfriend, well now i guess you can say was. It's not that i don't like to care for people, i just have never met someone worth caring for. My brother however, is the only exception.
We're fraternal twins, which can be a blessing and a curse but I love him nonetheless. Our whole life we've been Morana and Evette. We're polar opposites really, Eve is the type of dude that believes in the good of people or whatever that hallmark shit is. I'm more of the gal to believe in natural consequence.
We run this..organization that takes care of the filthy people that are in this world. Do I believe our organization is good? No, not at all. But someone has to be at the top of the food chain and it isn't gonna be those scumbags
Eve is the one that handles all the desk work if you will, he's never been one to get his hands dirty. He's the one that takes care of the finding and financing. I guess you could say i'm the one who takes care of the one who takes care of the torturing and testical stomping.
I wrap up cleaning and disposing of Mr.Ronnie and start to head back to my townhouse on the southside of New jersey. Eve and i have lived there since we were 16 cause our mom kicked us out when she found out Eve was gay. I never am able to see myself without my brother, so I moved out with him. We honestly should've left that bitch sooner but it is what it is
Evette was already home when I got there, he was laying on the red L shaped couch, passed out . "Eve get your ass up, what are we doing for dinner?" I say loud enough for him to wake up. "I made hamburger helper, it's on the stove" he groans into the pillow. "Thanks E"
A/N: hey everyone! i hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of the fic, please give any constructive criticism! ily all
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Fanfictionkalon : the ideal of physical and moral beauty !NO TRANSLATIONS!