*Third person*
He watches as the man leaves the apartments from across the street.
Anger fills him.
He clenches his hands
He watches till the man disappears around the corner,
Wishing to be rid of him.
Already sick of the image of the bastards smile,
He turns to look up at the window he has been staring at all night.
Warmth fills the man's chest as he sees the beautiful face he knows all too well peer out the window of the apartment.
He simply watches as the man stares out with a sad expression,
Hugging himself.
The man sighs,
Wishing badly he could make those beautiful lips turn into smile.
The man at the window then turns away,
Leaving his field of vision.
He frowns,
Disappointment going through him.
Deciding it was time to leave,
He puts his hands into his jacket pockets and exits from the spot he was hiding in.
Fixing the hood over his head,
He start walking.
He'll come back later.
For now he needs to plan.
A plan to take back what is his from that two-faced man.
I need to save him from that psycho.
The cold wind bites at his nose and cheeks,
But he is too lost in thought to notice.
He takes out his phone,
Redialing the only number he has on it.
Putting it to his ear,
he stops at a crosswalk.
"Hello~!"
He cringes at the overly happy tone of his friends voice.
"It's time."
Silence is heard at the other end before his friend speaks, voice now deep with seriousness.
"When?"
"Now"
"Got it-"
"Yah! Get back to work!!"
His friends voice changes as he speaks up.
"Okay~ Sorry~!"
He rolls his eyes at this,
Already knowing it's the pink-mario-loving boss of his that he always makes fun of.
"I'll meet you there, Wait for me."
He hears the dial tone as his friend hangs up soon after saying that.
He shakes his head, putting away his phone as he wonder how he can be friends with such a strange man.
His friend who makes strange noises, awkward behavior and random outbursts.
No wonder others compare him to an alien.
He sighs,
Throwing these thoughts out of his head focusing on the main issue there.
He looks both ways and crosses when he sees no cars coming.
I'll make you mine again.
I am doing whatever it takes.
Ideas come to his head and that man's face appears in his mind and then yours.
Rage fills him.
Blood lust courses through his veins.
Whatever it takes.
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Surprise! (;
