Rogers 1(3)

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After shooting two shots I took my phone call to the authorities. I guess the shots were a little much but I was beyond pissed and these little brats weren't helping. That coward Mullins ran out before I could get here. And after all men I rounded up just to take his school, rape his kid in front of him, and eventually beat him to death. How rude to just leave. Messing up my plans just because he doesn't want to die. Even left his kid. It's not like he doesn't know what I am capable of. He's even more of a dick then before now.

He was supposed to be my brother. We went through hell and back in Africa when we were in the corps and we went through even more when we came back. It can be rough to go through trauma and to come back to what you were fighting for with no one giving a shit about you. No job. No Home. No life. It was hard. But we were a team. I still can't believe what he did to me. What he blamed on me. Just because he wanted to be the good guy so badly. Well fine if he wants me to be the monster than fine. I'll be a monster. He just won't like it as much.

During the talk with the hostage negotiators I tried to stay calm and civil even though I was beyond ticked of. I had told them my demands Mullins, the cop who busted us Brooke, and free passage out of here when I'm done. It's better than a massacre and over five hundred dead teens. I started to get upset because they tried to change up my negotiation. Wanted me to let go of my leverage so I decided to make a statement. I hung up and made my big announcement. They really don't think I won't kill more kids. It was time play some games.

Quick note from me,
Should I write more pov's of Roger or even introduce other characters. Was that point of view so awful that it was hard to read. Let me know.

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