I got frustrated by the way he kept mute. He looked at me and tried to utter some words but ended up laughing, was he acting like a psychopath? I could act more like a psychopath person.
I used the verge of the gun to hit him hard on the face. "Are you going to tell me the truth or not?" I yelled with a frustrated groan. I wasn't going to go easy on him because of some cut on his body, I was the one he had hurt.
Why the f**k did he steal from me without asking.
"I'm going to ask you one last time and if you don't say a word, I hope you say goodbye to the world," I let out with a wide smirk. From the look on his face, I knew he was getting frightened which gave me some hope that he was going to voice out.
The room looked messed up and smelt of a dead animal. I hoped he voiced out ea
