Ready To Play With Fire

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I have just shot a friend, he is alive but I still shot him. What the f**k has become of me? I am reckless and I feel I am going crazy. Have I lost my damn mind? Yes I have. But I also have a family to protect. He crossed the line, well my line as I see it. Are my lines blurred? Of course they are. He was a problem, a problem that I had to fix. And Ivy ~ walked in on me fixing it. How f*****g stupid can I be.     I put my gun down on the counter and take her into the lounge.     Stone ~“Baby girl are you okay?”     Ivy ~“Why won't I be?”     Stone ~“I did not want you to see that?”     Ivy ~“I'd rather see that than you lie to me about that or were you going to lie to me about that?”     Stone ~“I was not going to tell you about the shooting, I did not plan for it to happ

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