graysons pov
___________________her body, her touch, her words, her voice. her. everything about her was something else.. something no one had ever experienced. i look down at the girl seeing the fear in her eyes, i know deep down she definitely liked it but she was too afraid to show it. i leave the room hoping for the fact that she gets her hopes up about me. whilst thinking about my past life— i wasnt such a great person but neither the bad guy like everyone blames me. here is what happened. "the whole second degree murder honestly i dont know why im getting charged or why im even here.. it was all my friend. jack. he did all the moves, all the little things no one 'would find out' when actually i got caught. yeah my parents never liked him however i had ti stay with him or else i would be dead. my ass would be beaten to death and yeah. it started when i was younger..we went to the same school. same class. same teachers. same everything we were inseparable but whilst growing up i went..lets say onto the good path and he went onto the bad path. i never expected him to do such thing but it was all because of his problems. parents, girls, friends all of that shit. so.. once he found the remedy of a broken heart he continued having the pain killer. not paracetamol. oh no baby. the real deal. drugs over drugs. not only that but also alcohol. of course— i was his best friend i cant leave him in the pitch dark i had to be there for him. but it reflected all the bad shit in me. he started a gang of people including me and some of my friends and got us to do all sorts of crimes only for him to have enough money for the dealers. at first i didnt dare to do any major illegal crime but this time i got lured in like a lost boy. a clueless boy. this is what got me here. it was his father's car a black skyline.. yes the car was very beautiful however my hands getting caught on it wasnt. then the whole second degree murder was him. in his house. well outside specifically. he murdered one of the delivery guys and people noticed the loud sound and obviously police was around because where he stays is a dangerous area. i was meters away from him when he ran back in and i just started at the body. gun on the floor. a pool of red thick blood painting the tiles. and the lifeless body. the police soon came and suspected straight away that it was me. however..you know now.'"
once the bell had rung for the inmates to ho back into their dorms it was pretty chill. it wasnt a whole mansion made for inmates and psychos, it was a two story building with morden disgusting rooms inside and a lunch hall that could just enough fit all of us. i see lo looking outside from the small desk. she still hasnt heard me or seen me so this was my chance to some what joke around with her. the sensation of my body being there builder up slowly whilst my steps were carefully placed. one by one. my hands already out and my face with a smile. "surprise!" i scream and chuckle as the brunette turns around and frowns after a slight flinch. "grayson!" her voice dropped ti a serious tone making me look down at her "yeah princess?" the grin shined on her heart-shaped face as i placed my finger under her chin "tell me..what seems to be the issue?"
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𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍 || 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇
Romancethe love of a psychopath is different than love from a human. you wont like it at first yet you will love the pleasure at first. - under co. -