[He glances away from her now, not even wanting to think about what happened next but... he came this far.]
The letter was callin' me out. It was telling me to go to this place and meet with a gang, and I felt like finally I'd get a chance to show my chief what I was made of- and I would handle it. That's what.... adults do after all, have people rely on 'em and handle shit for themselves. My chief said I was still too young though, he punched me in the stomach and I couldn't move on the ground for a while. My four friends went instead of me.... and by the time I got to them....
[He pauses..... dammit, this is the fucking worst.]
By the time I fuckin' got to them- three of them were dead and my chief was just a fucking torso with a head. He was still alive somehow, and they made sure to do the same to my other friends.... just ripped off their limbs and tore them apart like they were all some goddamn animals. When I saw that I just broke down, and my chief was still talking to me... and I just remember screaming at him that it shoulda been me.
They were good guys, they didn't deserve to die. I was the one that was called out, I was relying on them the entire goddamn time- and because I was so fucking childish they all died. After that I spent a year trying to find their killer, and in the end I was tossed in prison under false charges and was expected to kill people in a ring. I didn't care, I just wanted to kill people after that.... I had to take my anger out on somethin'.
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The letter was callin' me out. It was telling me to go to this place and meet with a gang, and I felt like finally I'd get a chance to show my chief what I was made of- and I would handle it. That's what.... adults do after all, have people rely on 'em and handle shit for themselves. My chief said I was still too young though, he punched me in the stomach and I couldn't move on the ground for a while. My four friends went instead of me.... and by the time I got to them....
[He pauses..... dammit, this is the fucking worst.]
By the time I fuckin' got to them- three of them were dead and my chief was just a fucking torso with a head. He was still alive somehow, and they made sure to do the same to my other friends.... just ripped off their limbs and tore them apart like they were all some goddamn animals. When I saw that I just broke down, and my chief was still talking to me... and I just remember screaming at him that it shoulda been me.
They were good guys, they didn't deserve to die. I was the one that was called out, I was relying on them the entire goddamn time- and because I was so fucking childish they all died. After that I spent a year trying to find their killer, and in the end I was tossed in prison under false charges and was expected to kill people in a ring. I didn't care, I just wanted to kill people after that.... I had to take my anger out on somethin'.