Short stories

All those people? Their alive because of her.

"If she hadn't begged me not to hurt anyone I would have surely killed every sick fuck in that damn police station." The boy had black curly hair with an undercut, his grey eyes held so much anger. It was frightening.

"And why didn't you?" The other boy with brown hair brushed back snapped. "I'll kill all those fuckers, after what they did?"

"SHUT UP AARON!" The darker haired male shouted his eye bags now covered in tears. "SHE BEGGED ME NOT TO BLOW THE LID OFF THAT PLACE, HER THE ONE WHO GOT FUCKING RAPED BY THREE FUCKING FAMILY MEMBERS!"

"Preston..." The blue eyed male was watery eyed, neither said anything just standing there as the day faded its final bit.

"If she hadn't dropped to her knees, sobbing, fucking begging me not to hurt anyone, to drop the whole thing." He gripped the sides of his leather jacket. "I would have bombed that place and her parents house."

"Is she okay?" Aaron fiddling with a dog tag necklace the metal clinking together. Preston laughed a bitter angry laugh.

"She's staying at my place for a while."

"Can I-"

"Absolutely not." His voice held certainty, an immovable force.

"I just want to make sure she's okay." Preston glared.

"She doesn't want to see anyone, why the fuck do you think I agreed to come up here and see you?" Aaron clicked his tongue.

"Maybe because you know how much I care about her and wanted to I don't know fill me in?"

"Well you guessed the fuck wrong, she locked herself in my room and only will talk to my mom." He looked off to the side a dazed look on his face. Deep in thought.

"Maybe we can get my sister to talk to her?" Aaron mumbled tugging his white shirt down.

"I just want her to feel okay," Preston sighed rubbing his neck. "If she's up for it I don't give a damn."

"You really like her huh?" Aaron sighed.

"I fucking love her," Prestons eyes met with blue ones a lost look on his face. "And I know you do too." Aaron laughed sadly, the kind of laugh that people gave when they were trying to convince you they were okay but can't hold back much longer.

"I don't think I would have beat some strangers face in if I didn't." He frowned. "I don't think either of us can have her." Preston sighed kicking at the floor with his combat boots.

"Yeah."

"You're probably right."