DARREN
I could not forget what he said to me. He was persistent about taking revenge on me. Was I that harsh on him? He was my first ever slave at St. Andrews though. Why was he having a grudge over that matter? I used to think that we had become close friends after that. It was a matter of the past. But I guess I was wrong. Was he there by my side, always, to read me closely? To know me more and to pounce on me when the right time arrives. And I thought he was my best buddy, here apart from the three. I fastened the seat belt and intended on following my sister. I started thinking about past events and where I went wrong. Or was I wrong to have indulged in the evil that resided there within my friend at that time?
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‘I want you to cover your s**t head with that dustbin, now!’ The b
