Love and hate often go together in the fact that love can turn to hate with just
words or actions in the life we live with the one we love the most. Just as
life and death are the beginning and the end. This is where my story starts
with a boy who has no idea that he is but a fish in a pound full of sharks
ready and willing to eat him alive. A boy with cunning and skill . his descent into the abyss. Offen evil is hidden behind the most beautiful lies. Like a fake piece of art in a room of real art. Evil is closer than you think.
Max thought as he watch his girlfriend of 2 years stabbing into and interrogating
a guy who had broken into the house with the most obvious intentions to kill us max
Had ever seen. While the poor me is standing mouth wide . like I should be used
to things like this working in a back-alley bar. Oh wow she's really gettinginto it. Like how the hell will we get out of this one. Shit went from 0 to 100 on the crazy meter fucking quick. Shit there goes the Neighborhood. Stil
Eve is just as Beautiful cover in blood. Wow I can't believe it . Maybe honestly I am fucked up in the head too. Shit my Buddy's at the bar always said . Don't stick your dick in crazy . I am honestly, thinking about taking her on that Blood filled carpet. Having her lick me off with her blood soaked face . Just the thought is so arousing. I honestly, think my girlfriend can tell what I'm thinking right now. Fuck I thought as eve begin stripping down to her blood soaked bra Her cleavage covered in blood licking her Lips with such a expression. Eve begin sucking my dear as we lay in the carpet where there's a dead body not even a foot away . Shit her mouth is like a vacuum . Cuming I shouted. As mouth swallows all my cum . My dear boyfriend give and fuck me max ? So we've began screwing
Right on the table in front of the corpse . Which is Stil licking blood . Honestly, I'm not shocked . It's a total mass with all the knifes in it. After screwing like rabbits in heat. Mark her as mine all the way. Hey eve? Yeah dear? How the fuck are we going to clean this up? Eve like has ?'s above her head. Like some kind of cartoon. Well can't we just ?? I got a idea burn it ? Fuck ! And that's how we are now standing outside a burning soon to be ashes apartment building. With a bag none too suspicious maybe . If you through it, it would be nothing innocent at all . A gun a Nice that looks like it's ready to kill magazine of ammunition a god damn cyanide pill bottle . Like what the fuck ? Are we going to war or something? While I am internally freaking out and hoping no one searches the fucking bag . Eve is smoking a damn Blunt for fuck sakes . Chilling while we are standing in front of a building that we started a fire in . To top it off their a goddamn, that Intruder we murdered . Well eve basically plastered his insides all over the wall. Damn what a fucked up Monday night and it's not even Tuesday . It's like 1 am by the time questions have been asked by the police. Like how can incompetent they be . We avoid being asked questions by spending the night In a really shitty motel and so work sucks . Being an adult sucks even more . As many have said money makes the world go around. Here we go Tuesday. Still I am late and my ears are ringing . My boss really let me have it. Like who the am I to be late and how I will never amount to anything . Fuck off boss despite all your money and fancy cars my girlfriend still won't give you the time of day. That's what I wanted to say but all that came was half heart apology. Anyway Despite the total disregard of my hard work at the Insurance company I spent my day working hard and wants to rip my ears off because of my boss's shit personality . I really wish and I mean I would prey to the devil should he exist honestly because god and I mean should he exist has damned me . God has never answered my prey long ago so why should I believe in him now . Still killing my boss in the middle of work would be bad right? Sometimes I wonder who has more Screw loose me or my girlfriend. Finally home or what is where we are hiding out at the moment. A boring honestly vanilla Hotel room . Should my girlfriend ask I would said it's fine but I would be not truth . Something we swore not to do. So I would word it out . This room is shit. Like real bad . Something straight out of a House designer's nightmare. Even the cleanliness of this room is in question. Worse the pervert working at the front desk has been eyeing my girlfriend . Like hell he has a chance. He more likely to have his body hung up with his intestines . Beware man my girlfriend is looking to gut you not that my mind is any better or clean . Still how the hell did a bomb go off in our room like shit 0 to 100 duckling behind a table was enough . Fuck how the hell are we gotten explain this shit. Because we are going to have to explain not likely have to . I am so done tonight love can we stay in the car because like I am so fucking tried and low on crash. Shit looks like we are in trouble? You think? And that's how the night started and ended