Duplicity [h.s]

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...

Convicts. || Derek Luh

"NO." I screamed. "Face it. Even your boyfriend was willing to leave you a the drop of a hat." "Or the shot of a bullet." He said pulling out a gun and pulling the trigger. Boom.