𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝑶𝒇 𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝑼𝒑 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒄.

I'm going to commit homicide.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" She screams, a look of disgust on her face.

"Lots and lots of things. But there's nothing wrong with me telling her what you did." I sneer, scowling at her expression. Who the hell does this bitch think she is?

"You had no right to tell her that! Now she won't even look at me!" She screams, her hands balling into a fist. Ain't no fucking way this bitch is gonna try to hit me.

"I'm not the one that slept with their sister's boyfriend, now am I? You tryna point fingers n shit, but you the one that fucked up! Take accountability bit-" My words were cut of by her fist coming in contact with my cheek.
.
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. Ain't no fucking way.
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I stare at her for a few seconds, before grabbing her hair and banging her head against a locker. She falls to the ground, cradling her bleeding forehead. I look at her in disgust, before kicking her in the stomach. It's a little over kill, I know. But equal rights, equal fights.

Before I could continue beating her ass, my name is called over the intercom,
"Will Ezekiel Hado please report to the principal's office , I repeat, will Ezekiel Hado please report to the principal's office." Ah, shit. Here we go again....

I guess I should finally introduce myself, huh? The name's Ezekiel Hado, but I prefer Zeek. I kinda have a reputation round here, at school, I mean. I get called to the office almost everyday, for the regular shit, fighting, selling narcotics and bribery. The usual y'know? But I got a feeling I'm in real deep shit this time. Wanna know why? Well, there's been a bunch of murders around town lately....and guess who's behind them? I could explain why I kill right now, but hey. Where's the fun in that? If ya wanna know everything, I'm gonna have ta take ya a few months back. So prepare yourself for some real dark shit.

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎:

𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚘, 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒 𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 ♡'･ᴗ･'♡