The boy with the grey eyes

Cocaine, dollor bills, an my happy little pill

I pulled my arm out of his cold grasp and marched upstairs, I sat on the couch staring at the blank screen that was in front of me. I heard a bunch of rustling come from the stairs, I look over and my eyes met the boys, they all ran over to me and tackled me with hugs, our heads all snapped in the direction of the basement door as we heard it shut. Justin looked up looking like a deer in head lights, he walked towards the living room, sat on the couch, and looked off into space not saying a word

JUSTIN'S POV

my mom had just dragged me into the police station in the middle of a FUCKING snow storm. I watched as she sat on the other side of the glass, talking to the cops, what a fucking cunt. She thinks I need help. That I'm 'psychotic'. Whatever she needs to piss off, I'm just fine. A guy with long brown hair, he was skinny and tall and nerdy. He sat down at the table in front of me

"Hi I'm doctor reed, I'm here to do you psych evaluation", he intertwined his fingers together and tucked some hair behind his ear

"So I understand you came to your mom and said you think something is wrong with you, you're scared of your head?", I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked dead into his eyes

"I don't wanna be here", I spat at him

"Why are you scared of your head Justin?", he asked ignoring my question. I readjusted on my chair and leaned forward

"Let me ask you something 'doctor'", I spat at him

"Is it normal that I lurk the streets, looking at people, girls, and I don't think about having sex with them but killing them. Beating men, killing them, slowly and painfully", I leaned back and looked up at the ceiling trying to send my tears back before looking in his eyes again

"Cause i don't think that's normal",

"Have you ever killed anyone", I shook my head no

"But I killed a bunny once, I know that's one of the signs", he nodded

"You know I can't hold you here Justin, I can't protect people from you, you did nothing wrong", I took a sharp breathe in and let it out

"You know what Reed", he looked at me puzzled

"I decided the only way to save life's in the future, is if I kill myself", I stood up from the room and walked out of but as I was walking through the station I saw a girl my age standing talking to a officer, she had long brown hair mocha skin a piercing blue eyes, a man with her eyes but light skin and blonde hair walked out and hugged her. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the station

The cold winter air hit me and I shoved my hands in my pockets. I looked down and I felt someone bump into me. We turned around and looked at each other, he snarled when he saw my piercings and tattoos

"What where you're going freak", he spat at me

"Excuse me", i spat

"You heard me", I smirked and saw the bat her had dropped on the ground, I picked it up and smiled

"That's what I thought", I replied before lifting the bat, taking a step forward and slamming it into the side of his head.

I hit him with it again and again till I heard a girl scream and I dropped it to the snow covered ground. I turned and saw the girl and the older boy, she turned and ran towards the car. The boy just chuckled.

"If you ever find yourself in Detroit, hit me up", he said before he handed me a piece of paper and walked away

The paper read

'Slim' the kings

435-6879

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