C a i n
I was on my way to the park where I always hang out with those punks. I stuffed my hands inside the front pockets of my jeans as I walked towards them who were sitting on the bench.
"Cain!" Drew, who dyed his hair into blonde and even though he looked tough with his muscles he was the softest of the group, said as he waved his hand at me.
They were gathered on a bench and seems like they were angry over something.
"What is it?" I asked and saw our boss' face black and blue.
"We should get revenge. That bastard wanted war."
Boss chuckled. "It's not worth it. They can have that b***h. She's nothing but someone who I can call to fvck with." Boss said.
"They pretty beat you up." I said and boss turned to me, smiling.
"You thought I let them leave without a broken bone or two?"
