Or, at least, that's what everyone chooses to believe.
Madman, Murderer, Monster.
That's what they call him. Say he has no conscience, no regret, no soul.
But is it true? Or are those just the labels they use to deny the one thing that scares them more than the man himself:
He's human.
And they are all capable of committing the same crimes, all perfectly equipped to carry out the same heinous deeds he did.
Everyone makes mistakes.
His were just the ones that made headlines.
TW: Gore, Abuse, Alcoholism, Self-Harm, Censored Language, Violence
Sister Journal >> http://my.w.tt/UiNb/X0JqTZS7iv
A bittersweet fanfic about Mike and Vincent's love for each other.
Keep reading till the end even maybe the start is not so good...
And tell me if I've made many mistakes in it. I don't speak so good english
(Es gibt auch bald eine deutsche Fassung falls ihr der englischen sprache nicht so mächtig seid)