A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
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"Where to now?" asked Lexie. Angel ignores Lexie and says, "Get your motorcycle and take that puppy somewhere safe. Then come back to Lucy's apartment." "Once I'm done, that bastard is going to pay!"
Lexie said. "I thought you didn't like other people getting hurt?" "I didn't! But I changed my mind. He has crossed the line! I don't even have to think twice about what will happen to him next time. It's about that damn time I change my attitude and my actions. " "I'm out," Angel said as he starts up the motorcycle. After five minutes, he fell off the bike.
He had forgotten his body is still a little weak. "Need help?" Lexie asked. "I'll just stay here until I recuperate." Lexie got on her motorcycle. "Well, I'll catch up." With that said, she drove fourteen miles out of Drown Harbor.
She found four broken old playhouses. She pushes all of it towards a dark alley and puts her puppy in one of the houses. In order to remember which house she put him in, she wrote the numbers: 1, 20 in permanent marker.
The puppy is safe. Lexie then tracks Angel's destination. She's about to leave until she remembered she has not named the puppy.
She thinks and says, "Your name shall be Night." Now she's off to locate Angel. Once she makes it, she sees Angel barely getting off his motorcycle. Lexie waved at him, but he ignored her.
She gets a little closer to the apartment and notices Angel banging on the door. She watches Angel from four feet behind him. Finally, the door opened. It was Lucy's mother.
Angel asks, "Are you Lucy's mother?" She responds, "Yes, why?" "I came to talk to her father." "Trevor!?" Lorain asked. She eventually calls Trevor to come down. Angel says to Lorain, "I need to speak with him in private." Lorain left the two alone.
"Who in the hell are you?" asked Trevor. Angel responded, "Someone whom you will not approve of. I've heard from you. How you've beaten your own daughter! How you've mistreated her! How for once in your life, you actually care about her!?"
"Hey, listen boy. You don't have the right coming in here and telling me what a total crap I am. You should stay out of this! This is none of your concern!" "Well for my damn sake, it is my concern! Maybe you should've treated her better!"
"Me!? Wait... how do you know so much about my daughter!?" "That's none of your business!" "Were you the one that took my daughter!?" "No!" "You know what! If you never would have taken her she might've still been alive!"
"I said I didn't freaken take her!" "Yes, you did you prick!" "Look-" "No! You look, if she hadn't been with you, she would've been alive! This all your fault you son of a little bitch!"
"WELL MAYBE IF YOU HADN'T BEEN DRINKING JUST LIKE THE ALCOHOLIC PRICK THAT YOU ARE, SHE WOULDN'T HAVE LEFT THIS DAMN APARTMENT!!! Telling me it's my fault!? Guess what, you're a prick that doesn't know how to care for a daughter because you're too stupid to understand that. YOU'RE JUST A STUPID INEBRIATE DRUNK!!! In fact, you make a mentally ill person look smarter than you when you're drunk." "Asshole!" Trevor said.
