The Convicts ( RP THREAD )

"No you stop it."She said finshing up her wrist.SHe blew air onto it and liked the blood off the dager. She looked at her wrist as if she was proud.She let the blood gush out and roll down her arm,a quick sadneed rolled over and pain started to fill in.

" you need help not me" He walked away " YOU WANNA HURT YOURSELF THEN I DONT WANNA KNOW YOU !" Before he left he turned around " pretend im dead !" He stormed off. He planned on going back to Cretens. He never wanted to see her do that agian.

"Mother--"She was cut off she ran after.."He realy is geting to me...HE DOESNT EVEN KNOW WHY I CUT" she caught up finly and jumped on his back nocking him down she fliped him on his back"Listen you,before you juge me listen to me.!When i huer some one i hurt my self..i don't need help its better puting a gun to my head...So if you want to leave me fine..but i wanted to you know"She held back the tears. her hair got in the way of her face.

HE shook his head " .....can ...we go home ?" He said. It was nigh and he was tired. emotionally drained. He wanted to pray that God would not send him to hell. The only reason hes bad is because cops know who he is and he likes to steal. He wish he could have changed years ago.

Camille got of him and walked on, she walked home and oulled of her hoody and changed into bag ducky pjs.She got the blood to stop she washed it of and curled on her bed she feared for her bf which she loved to much.She bite ofthe pillow.She missed his heart beat but she had to get her mind of him she tryed to think what was going to happen.

He took of his stuff and curled up next to her in bed. He didnt say anything but he wanted to sleep next to her.

As the sinlce grew camille grew tierder,but she didn't fall asleep she wanted to talk to him,but now she had feared him.She looked at his hand which rested near hers.She justlooked at as she could neaver look away from it.She couldnt under standwhat was going on she felt so empty she wanted him .

He got close to her and he kissed her. He opened his eyes. He had a plan but he didnt wanan ruin the moment. He pulled the sheets a little more over himself. He placed his glasses a side and feel asleep and he drempt. Drempt the day everything will be ok. When his life wouldnt be in danger. He could picture it.

Back at Creten Inc. Hamza paced back and forth. Creten yelled out " come in !" Hamza walked in " sir " He smiled " yes Hamza " He frowned " sorry about earlier " Creten Laughed " Hamza Hamza you never change even though." Creten gripped his pistol " some need to " He pulled it out. He kept his finger off the triggeR " this gun here has killed more retards then you can imagine. atley i havent been able to use it" Hamza had a bad feeling " but you never know RIGHT HAMZA !" Hamza stiffend up " yes sir" Creten looked at him in the eyes " now go on have some fun the night is young." Hamza left. He went into his room and jumped on the bed " dam

Camille enjoyed the kissed and slowly wnet to sleep.She couldnt sleep for long she woke up 5 hours later,she looked over,hes still asleep.She got out of the room quitely,not trying to wake him.She sat down stairs on the couch feet curled next to her.She rubed her hand agenst the couch she wonderd about if her BF was going to be safe.

He rolled over and noticed she wasnt there. He was a little bit half asleep but he yelled out "Camille come back to bed sweety." He feel back asleep almost emidiatly

"Even in his sleep he is bossy"She smiled she knew she loved him any way.She didn't want to go back to bed she couldnt.Allot crossed her mind that it wouldnt alow her to sleep,he could sleep with with out her any way.

Harlan is cruising in his Chrysler 300 going about 50 mph. He turns on the radio and listens to When thugz cry" by Bizzy bone. He passes up civilans that stare at him like he was crazy. Was it the probelm that he had the music loud? Maybe it was. So he turns it down. He looks down at his handsome silver watch.

"Its 11:09. Maybe I should go home. Im getting tired.Or maybe I should drop by the office."

He travels the streets in boredom.

He got up and went to the bathroom and walked downstairs. He looked at her " whats wrong ?"

"o..nothing..go back to bed"SHe didn't want to keep him up so she lied.He needed his rest she made a smile and looked at him holding her knees.And waited for him to leave the room she just staired,why the heck is he up any way?jez she said in her head.She started to get unpashint,

" i know you Camille just tell me whats wrong ? does it have anything to do with me ?!" He sat on the floor and leaned on the couch.

"I said nothing is bothering me"She had said to him.She realy didn't want him up she ran her hands thouw her fingers though her hair a couple times"Go back to bed please"She aid not wanting to carry this connvershon any longer.

He kissed her cheek and went up to bed " Even trying to go to sleep shes bossy , o well i love her" he said as he laid in the bed.

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She smirked"Fiinly"She wisperd..soon later she fell asleep and next time she woken up it was morning.She rollded on her side she slept down here? She growned and she didn't see any lights on he must be asleep still.She got intothe shower and soon relised that the hot water was gone,hes up.She soon looked down great that time of the month.She finshed her cold shower and got in her new close and stuff and finly got ready fior the day"Fuc|< !"She screemed she was moody now she hated haveing a cold shower or her period.

He looked at her " whast up ?" He smiled. feeling better about this day.

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Harlan comes past a house. He was looking for Yorkers Gas Station. He had heard the name but never knew the location. So he was going to need help. He stops by a nearby house. He turns off the radio and the car. He hops out the car and proceeds to walk up the path that lead to the house.

He wasn't to big in asking people for help but he knew he needed it at this time since his car was running out of gas.

He knocks on the door.