❝I've always had the desire to kill.❞
"Why is that?"
❝people just tend to get in my way.❞
"Now tell me Luke, who have you always wanted to kill?"
❝It depends. My friends, family, maybe even you. But guess what, bitch, you'll never know. You'll probably never see it coming.❞
Luke smirked as he pulled the sharp object out of his pocket. He looked down at it, how shiny and perfect it looked. He thought of how prettier it would look with the red stained blood of his therapists on it.
"Woah woah woah, Luke, put that back now"
❝You think I'm crazy, don't you? you think I'm different from the rest, you think I'm just simply insane.❞ Luke smiled and shook his head and looked back down at his pretty little blade. ❝Well douche bag, you're gonna regret it.❞
Soon Luke looked back at his hands. He looked at his once white converse, now stained in a deep red color.
"Luke... why?"
❝I've always had the desire to kill, wake up it's just reality. Haven't you been listening? People tend to get in my way and well simply you were just one of them.❞
Luke threw the blade down at the therapists feet
"Have fun burning in hell" he spat at him, blood going everywhere
❝Already am in hell.❞
And Luke slammed the door of his little test runs office, never to be seen again.
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Freak Show- Muke (boyxboy)
Fanfiction*DISCLAIMER* I started this story around late 2014, where my grammar and writing technique was absolutely horrendous. So excuse some of the cringeworthy chapters and bad plots, after you get passed that it's a pretty great story if I do say so mysel...
