Bad Boy's Perks || Aron Piper Fan Fiction

If a book is well written, I always find it too short

I turned on my TV, I was so bored.

Also, the police didn't found nothing else about the happened.

Flash News : "A criminal from Madrid got arrested, he used" Z" drugs on girls for stealing their money and exchanged them with fake money creating a busy earnin empire"

That face was kinda familiar, but not at all.

That's so confusing.

I took a screens hit to the photo of him showed on the flash news.

Then I went to the police office and made them look at it.

-Yes this is him-

-U arrested him? -

-We did-

-Okay.. Good-

-What's wrong? -

A tear came out from my eye.

Aron's pov

A tear came out from my eye.

I felt like a total idiot.

So decide to write a letter to Brooke

"hey Brooke,
I'm so sorry for the things I did to you, now u know what I do, that I'm a criminal, that I have a busy earnin and that I'm a prisoner.

I'm not a prisoner in prison.

I'm a prisoner of my own failures.

I don't feel bad tho, I'm proud of them.

I know that some people did worse things.

I don't feel bad bad.

But I feel bad.

U deserve the best.

People will never understand you Brookey, they will always find something to turn your mood down, never forget that your complex mind is beautiful as u, endlessly.

"If a book is well written, I always find it too short."

That's what Jane Austen said on Sense and Sensibility.

You are literally a masterpiece of art, the best book on earth, I would kill to read your pages, and I'd always find it too short..When it comes to you, I want more and more .

But u can't forgive me.

And I totally agree with u.

I am a mess.

"It is not what we think or feel that makes us who we are. It is what we do,or fail to do..."

I'm my failures,but ur love has characterized me.

I often think about of you.

After what I did I realized that I was really in love with you.

But u can't love someone who killed his best friend and secretely gave drugs to a lot of girls.

Love has no limits.

But reality has.

And this is against reality, we can't do that, you can't.

Don't forgive me, forget me.

It will be easier, especially with time, you will be better to understand this.

Wishing u the best

Arón aka Ron"

A year came out from my eye and it wet the sheet.

I used Mike's words, he said those words to me, he killed his best friend too, and honestly, he started my empire, not me.

I had just the idea, he built all this.

And he loved Sense and Sensibility.

He sent me this letter to her girlfriend, exactly the day of his death, he knew I was going to kill him.

He said :

"Once we start, we will have to end, we will have to kill the boss of this den each time he cannot stands being there anymore, the person killing him, will became the next boss, going on with this, we will end and nobody will found us"

They found just me.

And I guess imma die soon.

I'm kinda okay with it, I want to see Mike.

But I don't want to die at the same time, i want Brooke.

I want her to forgive me and then i can die happy.

Some of u reading this could think:

"that doesn't make sense"

It does, to me.

Brooke owns me.

Also if he properly doesn't knows that doe.

I just want her to smile at me, to say

"It's okay Arón, I'm with you"

While my tears are coming out and my mouth is screaming for me, I  ripped the letter.

I escaped from the cell and knowing that Brooke was outta there at the police station,i wanted to go to her for giving her a kiss.

But they took me and They made me go back to the cell.

While I was screaming "Brooke" they  were putting handcuffs to my hands, again, while her, with that mind-blowing glaze, was looking at me.

We stared at each other for a bit.

Until I returned into my cell.

And with tears running out from my eyes I started crying and crying.

Brooke, even my tears have your name.

You are literally my all.

But you are nothing.

This sense of anormality ends if u are here with me.

Stop doing what you are doing and  come here, kiss me.

Don't worry I know you wouldn't do that.

But i still love you.

Forgive me.