"Bitch," I muttered underneath my breath staring at Trash.
She was in a cage that belonged to Zion's big, resonant corporation.
She stared at me with this death stare. It was almost like she still
wanted to rip my head off after all this time. Shit, I wanted to rip hers
off too.
She bit her lip hard, "I didn't mean to kill your friend."
I smiled, "AND? You still did, you dumb fucking bitch. What a
fucking bitch! And look she looks like a little gerbil in her cage."
I walked up to her cage. It was hilarious. Her brothers were locked
up as well. They were all hopeless. It really intrigued me to know that
they were locked up here. It was almost hard to believe. I turned to look
at Zion. What kind of power did this guy really have? The cops had been
looking for them for the longest time but Zion shows up and finds them in a
week.
"Syn, you should stay back from the cage," Yolanda warned.
I rolled my eyes at her, "Shut up. What can they really do? They are
useless. They were after me all this time and they couldn't even hurt me
right. They end up hurting my friend instead of me."
Mercedes darted her eyes in anger, "Hey hurting your friend was
probably better. Seems to be hurting you but in a different way "
I spat hard into the cage. The spit wad landed flat on her face and I
took a couple of steps back so she couldn't return my wet gift. I laughed
as she struggled to wipe my spit off her face with her coat.
"Who is really hurting?" I asked silently, "You know I became the most
popular kid in school after they played that tape? Everyone loves me. I
took your place."
"Shut up!"
She gripped her arms and legs to pull them close to one another. I
could see how she tensed up. She didn't want to hear it. It motivated me
that she hated to hear about her fall from popularity.
I snickered a little, "You went through all this trouble just to get
revenge. Your life is going to be lived behind bars. I'll see to that
when I testify against your ass. All that will come just because you
wanted popularity. By the way, you know that Shane and I used to call you
Trash behind your back?"
"SHUT UP!"
"Everyone left you. Your friends are mine. As for your boyfriend,
guess whom Sampson wrote a love poem to as soon as you were exposed. Even
before that Sampson had a thing for me "
She was covering her ears and she was nervously shaking. I wondered if she
knew what I was talking about. She wasn't denying any of the things I was
saying. I knew they were getting at her. Sampson's attraction to me was
YOU ARE READING
Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)
General FictionMake way for the bad guy Syn ! Syn tries to call everything as it is, he can take on the world alone yet love is something that he has never prepared for. This is a story about a boy who is stuck somewhere between Romeo and Holden Caulfield from the...