Novåcåne

Novåcåne

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"You already know too much..." Louis whispers, shaking violently on the cold cemented floor, heaving in fear and anger as he stares tiredly at the figure above. The figure then stalks around Louis giving him no mercy when kicking Louis' back causing him to scream, the shadow then chuckles. "Oh yes I do, you're right about that, but don't worry, you'll get what you wanted." The figure says getting down to Louis level. He strokes his cheek gently, faintly smiling. Louis coughs up some blood looking up at him, his eyes teary, "I don't want it anymore! I dont want any of that stuff anymore!...we're a band...we're family, what would you do if you..." he trails off. Ever so slowly, he gets up and dusts off the imaginary dirt off his button up shirt turning towards the entrance to the building, the figure turns his head to the side staring at Louis from the peripheral, "no one will never know. Remember? You're a drug addict, nothing more." then walks leaving Louis to go unconscious in the car parking lot.
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