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We walk into the store and to the clothes section where I grab a pair of ripped jeans, tear off the tag, and quickly slip them on before untying Carlos's sweatshirt and throwing it at his face.

"Thanks for handing it to me so nicely." He says sarcastically.

"You're welcome." I say and walk out of the store with him following.

"You didn't pay for those." He points out, as if I didn't know.

"Yeah." I nod. "But you see, I don't care." Carlos accepts this and shuts his mouth.

"So what do we do now?" He asks after a while of us walking in silence.

"Well, we would get there a lot faster if you didn't scream and make me crash my bike!" I shout, really tempted to smack him.

"I didn't want you to run over the rabbit." He frowns.

"A rabbit? A rabbit?! You screamed like a five year old girl over a fucking rabbit?!" I yell.

"It was a baby rabbit." He murmurs.

"Yeah and you're gonna be that baby rabbit in a minute." I say.

"What's that mean?" He asks. I chuckle evilly and grab for him but he starts running so I chase after him. Ha, he thinks he's faster than me.

Where did he go? I swear, once I find that dumbass I am ripping his head off! I walk into a dark alleyway.

"Please let me go." I hear. "You don't have to do this."

"Give me your money!"

"I don't have any money! I told you! I lost it all in a lake when my friend and I crashed into it on her motorcycle!"

Carlos.

I walk to the voice cautiously until I get to two men and a little boy. One holding the boy by the neck, one holding a gun to the boys head, and the little boy.

You've got to be kidding me.

I sneak up behind the two men and punch the side of one of their faces and he falls to the ground. I grab his gun and shoot the other guy and he falls to the ground next to the other one. I drop the gun to my side and look at the little boy.

"Really? First you make me crash my bike. Then, you need me to come and save you?" I ask annoyed. He looks down embarrassed, nodding. I roll my eyes at him. "Why haven't I killed you yet?" I wonder out loud.

"Because you like me." He says stepping closer to me. I glare at him.

"Really? And why do you say that?"

"Because if you didn't like me then you would've shot me by now." He smiles, leaning closer to me slowly.

"Shoot you?" I ask, looking down at his lips in front of me.

"Yeah. You're a gang leader. You would shoot anyone. Anyone at all, no matter who they are. That is, unless you had feelings for them. Unless you were in love with them." He he says lowly. "That's why you haven't shot me yet. Because you love me." He adds in a whisper and I stifle a laugh.

I glance down at the gun in my hand then back at him with an evil smirk and his cocky smile fades.

"That was a really bad time to say that." I say, lifting the gun to his head and putting my finger on the trigger.

"You wouldn't really do that." He shakes his head.

"But I would." I say. "You know why Carlos? It's because I don't love you."

"N-No, you wouldn't."

Good, he's scared. That's all I needed. Was for him to be scared.

I relax and put the gun to my side as he looks at me confused.

"Ha, I knew you wouldn't do it." He smiles.

"I just wanted you to be scared and you were. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to kill you, remember that." I say and walk away.

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