Band-aids Over Bullet Wounds

Copyright © 2015 by mymbeauty
When I grew up, I was going to be an undercover cop; and that was exactly what I did. I never expected it to blow up in my face, I never expected it to ruin my life, but- as all good stories go- that is exactly what happened. I was left bitter, battered, and bruised while the mafia walked. Whoever said that good always triumphs over evil, lied. From down here, it sure looked like the mafia was coming out on top this time. I just whimpered as they wiped my face with the ground and laughed all the while.