Quillicious
Da KING
Quill didn't even flinch. He only stared into space, an empty look in his eyes.
"I'm sorry."
He looked up at her, his eyes watering. He spat out some lemon juice onto the floor.
"I don't expect you to give me sympathy or believe I'm telling the truth, but I don't care. I once had a wife, a beautiful one, and we had a daughter, a little younger than you. She was my entire fucking world. We always were together, at the park, at home, she even asked me to sleep next to her at night for a while to protect her. She believed that our house was haunted by the ghost of a witch that would eat children that were alone."
He sniffed and gave a small smile, tears running down his face.
"I was a cop then, and got wrapped up in an undercover job with a ruthless group of gangbangers. Anyway, they found me out, and they stole my kid, Riley, and Laura, my wife. They raped them until they bled, then some more. Riley was blacked out when I found her, someone already halfway up her. I was too late to draw my gun, and he shot her in the fucking head. Three times. I killed him and one of his buddies while my partner covered the other side of the building. The leader had Laura, with a gun to her head. I tried to take him out, but my hands were shaking...I...I didn't mean t-to..."
He let his head fall to his chest while he sobbed silently.
"That's why. I got revenge by doing the same thing to the motherfucker's teenage sister while he was in jail, and I was off duty. I was fired and thrown in jail, too. I just snapped, and I couldn't stop doing it. I couldn't stop seeing their faces as they died. As I failed to save them, as a father, a husband, and an officer. I'm so sorry..."
@Yappi
((Holy butts that was long...))
"I'm sorry."
He looked up at her, his eyes watering. He spat out some lemon juice onto the floor.
"I don't expect you to give me sympathy or believe I'm telling the truth, but I don't care. I once had a wife, a beautiful one, and we had a daughter, a little younger than you. She was my entire fucking world. We always were together, at the park, at home, she even asked me to sleep next to her at night for a while to protect her. She believed that our house was haunted by the ghost of a witch that would eat children that were alone."
He sniffed and gave a small smile, tears running down his face.
"I was a cop then, and got wrapped up in an undercover job with a ruthless group of gangbangers. Anyway, they found me out, and they stole my kid, Riley, and Laura, my wife. They raped them until they bled, then some more. Riley was blacked out when I found her, someone already halfway up her. I was too late to draw my gun, and he shot her in the fucking head. Three times. I killed him and one of his buddies while my partner covered the other side of the building. The leader had Laura, with a gun to her head. I tried to take him out, but my hands were shaking...I...I didn't mean t-to..."
He let his head fall to his chest while he sobbed silently.
"That's why. I got revenge by doing the same thing to the motherfucker's teenage sister while he was in jail, and I was off duty. I was fired and thrown in jail, too. I just snapped, and I couldn't stop doing it. I couldn't stop seeing their faces as they died. As I failed to save them, as a father, a husband, and an officer. I'm so sorry..."
@Yappi
((Holy butts that was long...))