Questionable [ON HIATUS]

You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison

~Aedin's P.O.V.~
As I lay in my bed I get up to get my fix.
I open my drawer and find my container to be empty.
Fuck, I think, I need to get more.
I hate going out.
I get dressed sloppily and put on my everyday black attire. I put on my black chucks and walked into the crappy restroom this motel has to offer. I look at my reflection in the mirror.
I have a tattoo of a small lightning bolt on the side of my left eyebrow, a scar running down the side of my jawline, and lastly I notice my bold red hair. I only had it dyed because I knew I had to change my appearance soon.
I walked outside the bathroom looking for a pair of gloves.
I rummaged through a drawer and I found the same pair of gloves I killed the people I once called parents with.
I put them on, got the room key and walked out.
I was going to go rob a small liquor store, it would've been enough to buy a gram of heroin.
On the way over I saw a nice looking couple. They looked about the age of Serenity.

Serenity.... I was only back in Red Bank because of her. She needed me, even if she did hate me for killing our parents. I could sense it.
I always had a certain liking for her, hence why I hadn't killed her.
I wanted her as my own...

I reached the couple and asked for money. They wouldn't give me any.
"You should get a nice paying job, dude. It can help you and you already look like you can be accepted anywhere," said the guy with black hair. I hate it when.people tell me to get a job.
In my pocket I had already opened my knife in my hand, "Cmon, just hand over your wallet" I said patiently.
"No Pete, don't," said the one with thick sideburns.
I pulled out the pocket knife.
"Hand it over, " I said more aggressively.
"Pete, do-," I cut him off by punching his stomach the I turned over to that Pete guy and stabbed his side.
At this point two people were running this way from across the street and I made a run for it. I dropped everything and ran.
The guy with an Afro was running after me. At this point I didn't even care. I ran as fast as I could, but I tripped on the light ahead. He reached me and had a rope to tie me up.
"You selfish bastard, you're going away for a long time".
He left me tied up and he ran back to the people I assaulted.
Goddamn it Aedin, you had one fucking job.
About ten minutes later the same guy came back but this time the cops were around the corner as well.
I tried rolling away but as I started going, a cop stopped me. Another had handcuffs ready.
He untied the rope, the cop handcuffed me and as he was doing so, he recited the Miranda Rights. I was then placed over the trunk of the cop's cruiser and I was inspected.
They took out my knife and wallet. Then a picture fell out, the picture I took of Serenity.
"Is that...is that Serenity?! You sicko what the hell is your problem, having pictures of my friend on you?!" This guy was furious. But why? Did he really know her?

Once I was inside the cruiser we went downtown to the police station and I was registered into the system, then placed in a temporary cell.

~Serenity's P.O.V.~

Gee and I arrived at the police station within minutes, and met up with Ray. He looked as if he had a piece of paper in his hand.
"Ray what happened?" Gee asked worriedly.
"I don't know exactly what happened, but I caught the sick person who stabbed Pete," saying this he then turned to look at me, "He had this in his wallet as well, I thought you should've known he had it," he said handing over a folded picture.
I opened it, and immediately my jaw fell open.
"What, I don't understand! What was the name they registered him with?!" I was hysterical, and worry and fear took over the tone in my voice.
"Aedin Adams," Ray answered me.

Then everything went black.
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A/N:

Guys I'm so sorry, I'm a horrible person for not updating my book as frequently as I used to. ;-; forgive me... Well I honestly put in effort in this..I know it wasn't much but the next chapter will be out soon. This time I promise. Its just that having writers block sucks booty, and if I write anything during that stage, I swear, it would suck a lot more and would make no sense whatsoever.
please bear with me.
Thanks a bunch for 650+ reads...it means a lot to me :3
Well that's it for now guys c:
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