Sep 26, 2004 12:44
I stormed into the apartment that once was my hide away with Lindsey. That no good bastard McDonald.
I still couldn't believe what happened. That fuckin rednecked back woods bastard lied and used me. I should have known he wasn't above doing that. I should have handed his ass to the Senior Partners.
I just might.
But that's later. Right now I am so needing to get a level head again. If I wasn't thinking clearly then they could get the best of me. I was not going to let that merry band of do gooders get the best of me.
I'm kind of thankful for this rewind, I guess I owe that blue freak, now this time around I won't be weak, I won't be waiting for Lindsey and get killed. I won't give up my immorality this time around.
I got in and out of the shower quickly, keeping my mind busy on my anger, I wasn't going to let the bit of humanity I had in me get the best of me.
Not again.
I got dressed, I was dressing to kill. That's exactly what I had planned. Find some poor soul, drag his ass back here maybe I'd be nice and fuck him good before I pealed his skin off...
It's been too long since I've had a good rage filled torture. I was so in need of one.
I headed out the door and headed to a bar near the office. It was a decent place, mixed crowd. But it was a place I wouldn't run into any of those merry band of freaks.
That was fine by me.
[Open to Faith...;)]