"pathetic weak little bitch."

❥ you and lyle were accused of killing his parents. well you both did. because you knew what his parents were doing to him and his little brother erik. you both didn't want to go to jail or be caught or anything. and lose everything.

after a few days after the murders happened you and lyle became.. popular. and known. until you and lyle were backing out of a parking space to go home. as the fbi pulled us over. pulling us out of the car. forcing us to put knees. and arresting us. you two were pull in the same block. just not the same cell.

after a few days you guys talked in lunch and whenever you could. until the fbi or the lawyer wants to question us. you and lyle want to speak alone.

you and lyle were put in a room. to speak. alone. "lyle. the only thing I could do is try to get us out of this mess since it's up to me. y'know it's pretty fucking hard since you don't wanna help. you looked at the fucking judge. hatefully. he even said your eyes were black. black lyle.". you say as you exhail. "well you better figure it the fuck out. cause I'm not dying in here just because you're a pathetic weak little bitch.". lyle said pissed. it made you mad. even though you helped him with everything. told the judge everything he didn't even say anything. he just stared at the judge. you shoved him against the wall. and you slapped him. causing the officers to barge in. pulling you off of him. "dont ever! call me that again.".as the officer came in. ❥

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