Episode 5
[•••] Sign language
(•••) Thoughts
He wasn't angry, but just confused. But also that man was...too hot. He looked so good under the red light, maybe it was the red wine getting a kick out of him. It was perhaps both
Aron Declan Aceves
[You could have asked politely]
Out of habit he signed his thoughts thinking the man before him didn't know ASL
Aron Declan Aceves
*Turn towards him confused*
Unknown
With all due respect, please get out wh•re
(Respectful enough huh?)
He struggled to break his hand free and ran towards the exit
There was a black figure standing in front of the exit
"Hello Mr. Declan..." he held a gun towards Aron
Aron Declan Aceves
(?****)
"Your father will be very happy to meet you" the man chuckled darkly
He looms closer as his fingers tighten around the trigger
The man got shot in between his eyes, bl••d oozing out of his head
Aron Declan Aceves
*Ran outside*
There were gunshots in the club, so loud his head was dizzy. This night was supposed to be calming and soothing not chaotic
He ran so many few days ago, and now his thighs were cramping. He escaped out of the club, but something in him didn't let him leave the club entirely
Aron Declan Aceves
(I have no father....he is just the ghost of the past)
He ran through the alley into a very quiet place
And sat down on the ground
Amber Rose
You're worried about something...*lean closer*
Liam Micah
I have to take it
Amber Rose
*peck his cheeks* I'll be waiting...
Liam walks away from her,, her presence gives him such warmth. Without her he is stranded on a cold Blizzard
"📱Liam it's been 4 days...You know right what are the consequences"
Liam Micah
📱 Sir...I'll find him right away
Liam Micah
Aron... where tf are you
Liam Micah
Why do you trouble me so much
Liam Micah
I despise you ....
He squatted down, hiding his head between his legs
Aron Declan Aceves
*shivering*
Footsteps came closer and closer. As he saw deep blue shoes with black snakes embedded in them
"Told you to get out didn't I?"
Aron Declan Aceves
*Lift his head*
Unknown
If you listened to me, you wouldn't be fou-
The man's raspy voice came to an end as he fell. Blood oozing out of his right shoulders, his pearl shirt turning bright crimson
Aron Declan Aceves
(You...could have been more polite and less degrading)
The man's hair was covered in blood, his pale cheeks on the aspat road. Yet, there was something about him... something so indulging -to be looking at him.
Aron Declan Aceves
(Such a pretty face, to be left alone on a deserted road)
Comments
Devil Angel.
👍 Ofcourse he deserves to be in your bed
2023-12-27
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