I am supposed to fall for her. That's my job, my whole purpose, the only reason I'm at this set in the first place. But not this type of falling. This heart stopping, breathtaking falling was never. ever. EVER supposed to happen.
I was suppose to have been dead according to my headstone. As you can see though, that's not the case at all. I was murdered by an insane mad man, or werewolf if you want to be a prick. I don't want love or family, or anything of the sorts.
Every breath I take, every moment that I'm walking this earth, every time I shoot down a worthless dog, is so I can come that much closer to killing him.
I'm Alex and this my mission, my vendetta