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Ever since the night duck died I haven't talked as much. Everyday was the same shit. I go to school and then straight home. I haven't seen Santana much in school and when I do see him we sit in silence. Nowadays my mental is fucked up. I spent most nights up trying to see if I can find anything of the dudes that shot duck.
Nonetheless I had this dumbass cast on my leg that I barely could do anything in. I grabbed the scissors and cut down my leg pulling the cast off of my foot. I then walked to one side of my room to the next. It didn't hurt as much but there was still a little limp nothing to noticeable. I sat down next to my laptop and opened it
I couldn't find anything. If I did find something it would bring me one step closer to my targets. I can't let Santana intervene in this. He has so much dreams and I want to push him there. Two lives have been taking from me and to ensure they never fuck with me or mines again I have to kill 3 or more of theirs.
I grabbed a paper and pencil and began to draw the image of them I had in my head. Pinterest was gonna be my last resort and If I couldn't sketch them properly then I know Pinterest wouldn't recognize them. After about 15 minutes I was done with my drawing. I held it up to analyze it
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I grabbed my phone and clicked on Pinterest. I took a picture of the photo I drew and let Pinterest do all the work. After 5 minutes of scrolling I couldn't find anything. I have been losing sleep and patience but I won't get any rest until I find what I need. Just as I was about to lock my phone I seen a mugshot photo of the dude that was in the store.
I clicked on the image and it took me to Chicago pd's website. I took another piece of paper and wrote down all of his information. As I began to scroll to see if I can find anything else the blonde dread headed dude pops up only he doesn't have dreads in this photo. I took down all the information that was there and shut my phone off.
I climbed into my bed and threw the covers over me facing the window. So many thoughts were running through my mind. Since I know they are always one step ahead I have to be 5 steps ahead and I couldn't kill them right away I would have to kill someone close first and then them. Either way it goes someone is dying.. I felt my eyes get heavy and allowed sleep to take over.
