Runaway

I wish my story had ended there , that some truck came out of nowhere and splat -there goes my brain. Unfortunately ,I thrived as a runaway .After joining a runaway family , I became a great pick pocket if I do say so myself and even managed to establish a spot in the PC room.

There the second part of my sad life began . I caught the eye of a somewhat powerful gang as they were busy collecting protection fees when one of them spotted me. Apparently I was the perfect size for him , code for underage and malnourished . I panicked, my past had left a scar in me . Though I'd have panicked anyway ,he was way older and too disgusting.

He had approached me like a cat playing with it's food and when he grabbed me I freaked out and pulled out my gun .Even after having it for so long , I still didn't know how to use it . the way I was holding it proved that to everyone, I seriously regretted never having looked it up but I didn't have time to care about that at the time.

His friends had started moving as if to sorround me but for some reason their leader stopped him . In any case I knew that even if I escaped I wouldn't make it far .

He had smiled at me ,saying he was sure I wouldn't kill him but he was wrong. I wasn't above killing , I wasn't raised eating rainbows and shitting cupcakes . To me the world existed in shades of grey , some parts darker than the others . I hadn't seen the darkest parts but going with him would bring me close enough . So I fired. I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger but nothing happened because my dumb ass didn't pull the safety( but in my defense, at the time , I had no idea I had to do that . )

Everyone burst out laughing . it was mortifying but not a much as the realisation that I had just angered someone who looked pretty ready to take it all out on me. My eyes watered .I could picture what would happen to me if he got a hold of me .

Fortunately ,their leader stopped him just as he was about to grab me again . I was I "interesting" so he'd keep me . And kept I was . That's how my life as a pet started .

It wasn't cute there were no romantic Sparks and I'm glad for that . He like his girls grown and curvy and I was neither . But I was smart and quick witted , I was willing to kill If it meant he'd keep his men off me . So he took me to school and had me complete my degree in psychology and business administration in two years . If I failed the Seb(the guy who'd wanted to oof me ) got me for a whole week , as long as I didn't die, but if I passed I got a car and my own place, even if he owned it . So I passed , because I had to . I learnt a lot of things that way , because I had to . Turns out he wanted to wash his business clean and he saw his chance in me so he took it .

That's also what killed me , Seb felt humiliated , so he turned and sold him out , I died when my boss pulled me infront of him to block a bullet ....

at least I died in a glorious manner , right?

I just wish I had stayed dead