”i bet on losing dogs.”

Sdoapop never knew how to keep relationships. it would always end up losing contact. or growing distant. but this one was different.

He didn't want it to end like this, you in his arms on the gang house porch middle of the night, you bleeding out from a knife in your torso, staining all your clothes.

The socs jumped you. They did this. And if you die, he has a promise in his mind to kill them all.

He was sitting there, crying his heart out, and calling for help.