The Confessions of Judas
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Judas
My whole life I was told I conceived from sin and I'll never be nothing more than a bastard that can do nothing more but one thing....Jesus showed me there's more to my life besides being my family's show dog, so I became his guard dog, swore my loyalty to him and only him. But everything changed when he met her....she doesn't belong in our world, her light nature nauseates me and I hate her for taking my place in Jesus's heart. The more I'm with her, the more she plagues my mind every waking day that I'm not even safe in my dreams. She's thinks she's smart thinking Jesus can handle his leash on me. But I'll be the one sending her running away by showing her how rotten I truly am.
Miranda
I never truly lived before I met Jesus, he flipped my lonely world upright, I owe him everything and I'm even starting to fall in love with him...but him asking me to join his side in his notoriously known dangerous gang in the city? How can I possibly turn him down when he's the leader?
He doesn't scare me though....its his second in command A.K.A. his best friend that does. He always looks at me with such hate, he brings out the worst in me and wants to see me run away but I won't give him the satisfaction!
But how can I be able to stand him when he's at my side because he's been assigned my bodyguard?!
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