7 in favor, 7 not in favor. I'm still not the most clear of this situation but how can a group of people be so split on with or not to keep a random kid in here. I light another cigarette, the girl in purple scooting away a little bit to avoid the smoke. I run a finger through my hair, leaning against the wall.
"ARE YOU ALL STUPID? HE'S A MONSTER, HE COULD KILL US ALL!" That guys still screaming and it's becoming super annoying. "You voted yes, didn't you you bitch?" He says, staring at his wife. She looks super scared, shaking with a thousand yard stare.
"Stop shouting." I finally say. He stares at me, eyes wide and teeth gritted. "Excuse me? What did you just say to me you little shit?" I'm not little, I'm 39, but whatever.
"I said stop shouting, your really fucking annoying." I finally say, grinding my finished butt against the floor with my thumb. He stands there, shaking for a moment before another voice comes up. "Stop shouting at your wife." Surprisingly, this is coming from that woman in the floral dress with the little dog. I didn't know she'd have the balls to stand up to this guy.Suddenly, he starts twitching. Swaying in a jerking manor. His head twitching. Blood started coming from his nose. First a slow trickle, then a thin stream, followed by a gigantic burst of blood, streaming down the front of his shirt.
Everybody stepped back, some people clutching each other, some people just staring. I chuckle quietly. Well, that got him to shut up. He started wiping his face, spreading the blood along his chin and cheeks. "W-wait... No! I'M NOT A MONSTER! I'M JUST TIRED! I'M TIRED!" Suddenly, that kid in the hoodie can up. "Stop screaming... Hey. If I put this in," he said, picking a piece of paper with an X drawn on it. "Will we both be out?" Why would he want to kick himself out? Stupid.
Eventually, the meeting is adjourned and the boy and man are locked in a random room. The man was sitting on a blanket, crying. It's pathetic.
Suddenly, my heart drops. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck! I calmly walk to the elevator, panicking on the inside. I quickly press the button for the 8th floor, cursing under my breath at the slow speed. The elevator goes slower and slower the more I worry. I finally make it, walking quickly down the hallway. My fears came true.
Yoon - Jae is gone. The she'll of duct tape is all over floor, all my foods been stolen and Yoon - Jae is gone. Someone must have thought a burgular tied him up and let him go. This is bad, really really bad. I rest my head against the door, sighing angrily. Whoever did this doesn't realize how big of a mistake they've made. I grab another box of cigarettes left on the counter before leaving, putting the key in my back pocket.
I head back downstairs, walking through the hallways. This place is too enclosed, it pisses me off. I want to go outside again. I turn a corner and see two women having a conversation. One is the wife of the store owner but I don't recognize the other one. "I know she's out there but nobody will let me go! Her GPS on her phone is still moving!" The woman says, crying into the wives shirt. "Shh, shh, you need to be strong. Please." She says, comforting her. I walk past them, trying to ignore them. Suddenly, the woman yells at me.
"You should get my daughter! If your just going to walk around and be intimidating you might as well be useful, huh?!" She shouts angrily. I stop walking, turning around. "No." I don't have any reason to help her. "So you really are good for nothing as I thought!" She shouts, crying again.
She's right. I am good for nothing. I'm an orphan with a criminal record at 17 and currently homeless and hunting down a pedophile because a sad man cane to me with his meager money and pleas for his daughter. But if I'm a good for nothing because I don't want to sacrifice myself anymore, I'm ok with that. Call me whatever you want. Scumbag, bum, loser, good for nothing, freak, asshole, take your pick.
Chances are I'll probably agree with you.
{I decided to keep writing this story cause a couple more people found it lol. Final word count is 762 words.}
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"Gangster"
FanfictionEverybody at Green Home Apartments sees him as a gangster. As a bad guy who will kill anyone that looks at him wrong. But he isn't like that. Pyeon Sang - Wook is here strictly for business and he's going to finish it and get out of here. {This sto...