Twisted • e.d •

Rip Out My Throat

"Ethan, you're one fucking lucky man." Smokey peeps out to me.
"Why! Is Reaper ok! What's wrong with her! Is she going to die!" I start throwing out their in panic.

"Shes perfectly fine dipshit! She just fainted!" He breaks out and says. 
"You're lucky because if something worse happened to her I would've ripped out your throat and cut you up into a million pieces." 

My eyes stare at him widely. As he begins to cough roughly several times. He hunches over his body as he seemed in pain. 

"Wait, Smokey aren't you supposed to be in the hospital?" I grab him and hold him straight up.

"I told them to discharge me, and that if i was going to die soon, at least let me take these last few days or weeks doing what I love." 

"Smokey are you serious! That's probably the stupidest thing i've ever heard you say!" I say to him and i rush towards him. 
"What will Reaper think if you just die!? She needs you!" I scratch out.

"I don't care what she needs! For once in my god damn life i'm going to make a decision for myself! I've brought this girl this far, now it's time for her to do her part and let me do something I want for once!" He yells out at me. He stares into my eyes as all I see is pain, he's trying to hide his feelings with anger. 

"Smokey, do you really feel that way?" I ask him softly.

"Yes!" He stares to the ground as he pinches the upper half of his nose.

"Ethan. I don't think you understand the situation; sometimes there's a time and a place to do things. And now, it's my time to leave. Reaper can't rely on me forever, and she needs to start learning things on her own. I want her to leave this gang, I want her to grow up somewhere safe, start a family, do something other than killing. I watched her grow up into a beautiful young woman, and now she wants to be just like me... I can't allow that. Her life is constantly on the line, being toyed with and hanging by a thread. I know that if I wasn't so irrational and didn't make this gang than she would be a normal girl, hanging out with friends, going shopping, wearing makeup, playing normal sports. But it's all because I was naive and decided to try and form something that should've died with her parents. She will never leave this place as long as i am alive, I know that i'm the reason she's still here."

I stare at him as his voice cracks, he is on the brink of tears...

"Smokey, maybe you should've talked to Reaper and asked her what SHE wanted. Because by my understanding, she wants to run away to the country side and leave the gang to you..." 

Smokey slowly raises his eyes to me. "What?"He says abruptly. 

"well... April and I were talking, we were thinking about faking her death and running to the country side. Just me and her."
"wait you know her real name! And you planned this without telling me!"

"April said she was going to tell you! I don't know." I put my hands up in defense. 

Smokey beings pacing, I then speak up saying, "Isn't this what you want?" 

"Yes, I just didn't think it would be you. and so randomly..." 

"I'm sorry. I thought she told you." I say to him quietly

"we've been fighting a lot, so i that's probably why she hasn't said anything." He says to me standing straight up and sighing. 

"i'm sorry Smokey.." 

"I-I guess she truly is grown up." He says with a shaken voice.

He turns to me with his eyes watering up, "Please Ethan, don't hurt my little girl." A tear slowly trails down his cheek. 

"I promise I won't."

THANK YOU FOR 3K READS! I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH AND I KNOW IM TERRIBLE FOR NOT POSTING AS OFTEN BUT YA GIRL IS GETTING LOOKED AT BY COLLEGES FOR BASKETBALL AND SO I GOTTA STAY ON THAT GRINDDDDDD!!! 

LIKE LOOK AT ME BALLING UP! (i was in a tournament in Vegas)

ya girl got that vertical of almost 3 feet. * mentally dabs *