The boy with the grey eyes

Words have knifes and knifes leave scares

Alaska, I always thought it would be nice living in Alaska, fare away from anyone who could hurt you, to cold to go out and do anything it would be nice,

"NALA! NALA! WHERE YOU GOING GET BACK HERE?!", Justin shouted as he ran down the street towards me, I knew he had finally caught up when his loud footsteps stopped, he grabbed onto my wrist and spun me around

"God fucking stop Justin", I Spat as I pushed him away

"God what's your problem Nala?", he spat back

"What my problem?! My problem?? WHATS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?! YOU TREAT ME LIKE SHIT! LIKE IM A DOG ON THE STREET! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! OMG I LOVE YOU! I love you Justin McCann", tears filled my eyes at my own words and his eyes turned black

"How could you", he spat with gritted teeth

"HOW COULD YOU?! YOU LOVED HIM DIDNT YOU?! DIDNT YOU?!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!", I screamed back at him

"BULLSHIT DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME! THAT GUYS LAYING DEAD IN THERE WITH A SLIT THROAT HA-HA", he saw the way I looked when he said Walker was dead, a evil smirk became painted on his face

"What you think I'm kidding you?",

"THATS FUCKED UP! THATS FUCKED UP!", I shouted at him

"LITTLE PUNK!", he screamed at me

"You're never gunna get away with this!", I spat at him causing him to chuckle and run a hand through his hair

"YOU THINK I GIVE A FUCK!?", he barked, I could smell the alcohol on his breathe

"You're drunk", I said quietly so only me and him could hear, and not all the other people on the street who stopped to watch our argument. He looked around us and grabbed onto me pulling me to the car

"Come on we're going for a ride", he opened the passenger door and threw me in, some man ran up to Justin

"Hey let go of her", he spat

"No don't get involved", I tried to tell the man

"Yeah listen to the lady", Justin said, he man pushed Justin

"Wrong move", Justin said before reaching into the back of his pants and pulled out his gun, pointing it at the man

"No Justin don't!", I screamed hopping out of the car as Justin pulled the trigger, 3 rounds hit the man in the chest, and blood misted the air, everyone around us gasped, I tried to run to help the man but Justin held me back

"GET IN THE CAR!", he screamed

"But Justin!", I screamed back tears running down my face

"GET IN THE CAR", he screamed once more, I stopped fighting and listened, I got in the car

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