Uncle Tanner Cos Why Tf Not

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It was a cold morning in the beginning of November, I was walking home after snatching something from an old man's pocket. It was exciting...I liked it. Something i was always good at was persuasion, i loved to convince people what i was doing was right or even for a good cause, but honestly it was more for me..i loved the idea of someone driving all the way home from work and realizing their wallet was no longer safely tucked in their suit jacket, the terror or dread theyd feel when they actually thought of that person who "ran" into them on the sidewalk, apologizing quickly before walking away...theyd think i was in a rush and needed to get to my location, and they were wrong, little did they know ive been doing this for years.

Never

Caught

Once...

Until today

I was snapped out of my fantasy by the sharp siren of a police car and i ran, i didn't even know if they were after me but i ran as fast as i could, 'don't look back it'll only slow you down' i repeated in my head, heart pumping in my chest thinking of my grandfathers disappointment of having to bail me out if i was ever caught...he'd never let me go outside again. I stopped in an alley and tried to catch my breath, the cold air leaking into my lungs and causing me to wheeze a little,

"dammit"

I panted. I heard the siren get closer as a policeman came around the corner

"hey you!"

he shouted, oh shit, theyve seen me. I tried my hand at something i've always seen in movies, jumping over a fence, i ran, pulled my leg up, and a strong hand grabbed my jacket and pants, pulling me down, i fell onto his toned chest looking to my side seeing a clean shaven police officer, 'oh shit' i thought, dammit...i was doing so good, and the week before my birthday nonetheless... cold cuffs were tightened around my wrist and I was thrown into the back of the car.

"Hey"

I rasped, the man in the driver's seat chuffed and started driving, salt and pepper hair underneath his cap, although he didn't seem very old...

I shifted uncomfortably hoping itd help the cuffs to settle and not hurt so much, it didn't help, i looked into the window my breath fogging up the glass, i drew a phallic symbol in it and stuck my tongue out in the direction of the other police car, the man in the driver's seat gave me a side eye that shot through my body, clenching his jaw and focusing back in the road...

I shifted again, but not for what you'd think...

I arrived at the police station and they tugged me into a room with a big reflective window and the police officer that put the cuffs on me loosened them. Thankfully, I'd like to have my hands for the future...do you know how hard it would be to- nevermind...

The room was so dark it was unsettling, i sat in the oh so comfortable chair on one side of the table underneath a lamp hanging on the ceiling, the man with salt and pepper hair came into the room, wearing a black leather jacket and fitting pants, he was toned with a light tan...wait- why am i paying so much attention to him...anyway, he leaned on the table and a few strands of hair fell out of his bun,

"now, i know you probably never thought this day would come, but it has, and im gonna ask you a few questions"

i spat on his boot and grimaced

"fuck you"

i hissed, jetting forward in my chair. He looked deep into my eyes then sat down, crossing his legs and putting his elbows on the table with a sigh...

"let's take this easy alright, this is your first time so i can understand why you're on edge"

I clenched my jaw holding eye contact with him, i felt goosebumps and shivered, it must just be the cold, i shrugged it off...