**DISCONTINUED sorry** "I believe I'm trustworthy enough, Tiger." He almost pleads. "I'll be the judge of that." I answer with mischief lingering in my voice. I lean closer at a slow pace towards Graham. He looks surprised at first but then begins to lean in. He eyes my lips eagerly before tilting his head slightly. I don't copy him, however I continue to lean further. Our lips are so close yet so far. Then just as our lips are about to connect, I put my index finger to his puckered lips and grin maniacally. His eyes shoot open and he gives me a disappointed groan, "It's best off if I don't know your weaknesses right away, Graham." I wink at him as he sits there dumbfounded. -:-:- We all come into this world for a purpose. However, some of us don't get to fulfil that purpose; my childhood best friend Alessia being one of them. She was shot right before my eyes. By her own blood relative. Yet the bullet was for me. I understand that having this... blood lust doesn't really make me seem like the better person. That's because I'm not. I'm just as bad. Okay, maybe he's slightly worse. But that's besides my point. Now my purpose is to make that son of a- *ahem*- I mean, that man pay for what he did. If you wrong somebody, of course they'll want revenge. But I prefer the term 'justice'. I'll avenge Alessia's death. And I sure as hell don't care who helps make it happen. I'll make him pay. It's what he deserves. It's what the bad deserve. -:-:- * ~STARTED 11th FEBRUARY. DON'T COPY, I'LL SET CORIDA ON YOU. MILD BAD LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE ARE INCLUDED IN THIS STORY, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED~ *
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