London : Stalker

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[TWS FOR THIS CHAPTER:
- Beating
- Mentions of being a pedo
- Threats
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"This is so fucking stupid."

London had gotten news from a friend that their ex was stalking them, so here he was, having had his twin drive him to the apartment complex.

He got out of the car and slammed the door, ignoring the remark from his twin to not cause a scene. Oh like hell he wasn't going to cause a scene. He'd heard a whole bunch of shit about this man.

How he was a pedophile.

How he beat his ex-wife.

So he was going to cause a scene, even if it ended with him being dragged away by his twin or by the cops in handcuffs. Ciel usually bailed him out anyhow, though he had a bad feeling he wouldn't do it this time.

"Hey, dipshit! How about you stop looking through her bloody window and come 'ere."

London cracked his knuckles and continued walking up, watching in his preifereal vision as his brother went and parked the car close.

"Ay, who're you?"

"Your worst fucking nightmare."

As the guy came closer London kicked the back of his knees, making them buckle and him drop to the ground. Now London, who was originally shorter than the man, was towering over him, a dangerous look on his face as he pressed his boot into the male's chest.

"Heard you like to touch kids. Guess my age why don't you."

"Wh-where'd you hear that from?"

The silvery blue haired male raised his foot and brought it back down hard, making the man splutter and cough.

"Guess. My. Age. Pedophile."

"S-Shit, I dunno! 18? 20?!"

"Wrong!"

The male raised his foot then kicked the guy in the side, having an innocent smile on his face.

"I'm 24."

"And you, sir, are about to be dead."

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