"𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧"☁️chapter 3:stubborn☁️
*Creepin' by Metro Booming, The Weeknd and 21 Savage is playing in y/n's room*
I'm a simple person, I have my hobbies and my interests just like the rest of the population of this planet. I enjoy writing and I enjoy reading a lot. In my free time I like to learn and read about new ways to torture your victims. It will be boring, if I just kill them.
I also enjoy rap music. No, I don't think that the lyrics of those songs are the brightest nor they give good impression on the 'hood life', but I enjoy the theme. The violence, the fear, guns, death, it's very enjoyable, if you like those things just like me.
Do I really believe all these rappers really are killers and killed so many people? Of course not, not even the slightest, but you can find acting and lies everywhere. Unfortunate, but so true. And do I really believe they are these big scary gangsters? Absolutely not.
I'm not very cultured, when it comes to the life in the hood, but I believe black people are not as violent as rap music likes to portray them, in fact I believe they are a peaceful community. When why on Earth would they create songs and trying to prove the opposite?
"He's like a little puppet in your arms", my peace and quiet was ruined after a very familiar female voice took my attention. It was Saya, she was the room next to mine and for some unknown reason liked to visit me from time to time and talk. Just talk.
"Not an enjoyable experience for me, so I would appreciate, if you don't speak about it", I said with my usual cold voice. I hate nothing more than being bothered, while I'm written my future novel.
"So, you have a cute guy following you around and you're not enjoying it?", she asks and sat on my bed, hugged my pillow and looks at me.
"I would rather stick needles into my eyeballs than dealing with anyone", I gave her a look, that was supposed to give her a signal to leave my room, but she didn't catch it, "besides, I don't find him cute at all".
"Well, you're the only one, because a lot of girls in this school would die to fuck him".
"Correct me, if I'm wrong, Saya, but wasn't he qualified as a 'rat' and a low life?", I turn to fully face her, while she was relaxing on my black bed beside my desk, "you all are so desperate to fall into a different categories, but you will fuck the first guy that comes to the school and looks decent? The level of hormonal activity in this school is making me sick".
"Hard as ever", Saya gave me a smile, "even, if you don't like it you are a person too and it's in your nature to be attracted to someone".
"Attractiveness is a hormonal misbalance and I keep my hormones under control. I advice you to do the same",I turn back to my laptop to continue with my book.
Saya and I weren't friends, but seems like no one in this crappy cage they call school understands this. It's obvious she uses me and my room as an escape space, in which she can hide whenever she pleases. This is the only place, where no one will look for her, so she's bothering me from time to time.
I try not to pay attention to her, even when she asks me the most ridiculous questions you can Imagine like do I want drugs, do I wanna go to a party with her and if I like someone. Liking a person is far from what I want in my teenage years and it's not in my plans for the future.
That's why I don't want to 'bond' with anyone here. We simply have different interests and it's obvious. Im the only one, who seems to get this killing business seriously.
"What do you think of him?", Saya spoke one more time to me and this time her voice was calm and quiet, "of Marcus I mean".
"He's completely dependent, weak and he has no basics to live the life of a killer. And from what I've seen so far he's so stubborn and so emotional, which will get him right in the trap he doesn't need to be", I explained to Saya and once again I turn to face her, "maybe, if he wasn't so oblivious and dumb he'll notice that Maria only used his 'friendly' side to get him to kill Chico for her own purposes".
"You think Maria put Marcus in trouble, just so she can escape Chico? That's ridiculous".
"But it's true", Saya looks at me like I'm crazy, when in reality we both know that we are not aware of even the half of the things Maria is capable of. After all the Cartel used her as a decoy for so long, she knows some tricks.
"You can't just go around and accuse people of doing things, y/n", once again Saya tried to argue with me.
See? This is what i was trying to say, when I spoke about the weakness that emotions will bring. Saya and Maria are close, they are practically best friends. Saya trusts Maria with her heart and the love she has for the girl is stopping her from thinking rationally.
I, on the other hand, can see right through Maria and her little games. I wasn't born last night, I know a manipulator, when I see one and I, myself, am one.
"You're right. I'm sorry", I decided that it would be best for my interests, if I just drop it and let Saya do whatever she pleases. After all, their friendship isn't my problem.
"I don't wanna believe you", Saya made a pause and then sat back on my bed, "but let's say you are right, what then?".
"This is not my place or business to deal with, so I will just watch from the side. Whatever is happening between Chico, Maria and Marcus is just an entertainment for me", I explained to Saya, "and I advise you to stay away from that drama either, if you wanna stay alive".
"For someone, who doesn't wanna make any friends, you give awful amounts of advices to a person you don't care about", Saya smiled at me and came closer, then she wrapped her hands around my neck, "thank you".
"Please remove your body parts away from my corpse, I'll be thankful"
"Yeah, yeah. Okay".
What Saya didn't know, or at least I didn't let her find out, is that I didn't in fact care for her, Marcus or Maria. I was just making sure I'll have tools to use, when I need them.
People are nothing but tools to me. I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want and what I feel is necessary. I doesn't matter who I have to sacrifice, as long as I'm on top of the end-the others don't matter.
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