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That would be a smart thing to do on your part.

Cece had it coming to her, get the fuck outa my face. I ain't in no mood.

I-I don’t know who you are anymore.. 

I'm not that same girl a-anymore. I've changed. I have to.. protect myself because I don't have many people.. w-who are going too. I-I'm sorry.

You seriously think that I didn’t know? It didn’t fucking matter what she did, or who she did it with. Because she kept it separated from me, she was my only fucking family. You sat there and watched my parents not give two shits about me or her, you were there when they fought, you were there when they locked me up and left for weeks on end. Yeah, it was fucked up that she did that to you, to him but that’s not the point. You don’t fucking go after someone out of revenge. Maybe she had her reasons, you wouldn’t fucking know because you didn’t talk to her. So is that what ran through your mind when you shot her? “She took him away from me, so I’m going to take her away from him.” Did you even fucking think about me when you did that? Did I ever fucking cross your mind?! YOU had me, you had Nicolle, we were always fucking there for you! always. I’ve been alone for 4 years because of this. I have no one. No one wants to be around me because Nicolle’s death turned me into the biggest cock. You hurt me, London— not her.

I know, alright? I know. I did talk to her, all she said was that.. he looked like an easy target. She wasn't the same Nicolle, the Nicolle I knew.. would never hurt a fly. She looked at me with these.. cold eyes and she wasn't herself. I just.. I snapped alright? I wasn't thinking about you and I know I fucked up, and I'm sorry Lane. I know, sorry won't ever be enough, I took away your family and I don't have anyone either. So, if you really wanna kill me then.. kill me. I deserve it, nobody would care if I just.. died. So, might as well ya know? I'm sorry I hurt you, I loved you like a brother and I hurt the only other person who cared about me. I'm sorry, Lane. I- I really am.

I don’t fucking care! I don’t care if you meant to do it or not, you still killed her. How can you even fucking live with yourself? You knew that Nicolle meant the world to me, you knew that my parents were never fucking around and she was the only.. thing I had. You took that away from me, you’re gonna pay.

Took her away from you? She's wasn't even who the fuck you thought she was! Your sister was a whore, Lane. She slept with pimps and was a stripper, did you know that about your precious little Nicolle? Why do you think she  was never home, Lane? Remember that month during the summer that was staying with me? She wasn't, she lied to you. She was out clubbing, and get drunk and high. But, of course. I didn't tell a fucking soul because she was my friend. Well, you wanna why I fucking killed her? She killed my dad for no fucking reason, Lane! Her and her fucking pimp ass boyfriend, for no reason shot a man dead! thanks for her, I was fucking raped for years! My mother didn't fucking care about me, the only person who did.. was gone. I had no other fucking choice, she took him away from me, So I took her life. 

He told me you killed Nicolle. Which is, well surprising, because you and my sister were best friends. 

I did kill her, yeah. Well, turned out wasn't my best friend after all. I admit it, Lane. I killed her, I was fucking fifteen years old and I just.. I meant to scare her. It wasn't my intention to hurt her alright? I loved your sister, I really did. But, you didn't even know her Lane. 

I left, and ended up here. Look who I run into, my old buddy Vance, leader of the Jokers. Our coffee brunch took an amazing turn, one where, well, Vance decided that he was going to be on my side for once. Even if I’m on an opposing side, nothing can truly break the bond of a childhood friendship— can it? Wait not only did that happen, but I had a fishy conversation with my old friend PI Gold, guess what he told me?

Blah blah blah, do you honestly think I care about what you're babbling about? What, what did little ole Gold tell you?

I strongly suggest you don’t.

Lane?

Don’t think much of it. Somebodies got to do it.

I know, sorry I've been such a pain all these years.

I meant  that all the shit you’re talking, your literal ass must be jealous that your mouth is doing his job. The fact that your head is about to be fed to piranhas, because Lane is probably gonna bust a cap in your ass.

Look, you're not fucking helping. I already know that I'm sure I'm gonna be dead, alright? Not like you fucking care. Just go away, alright?

If I manage to come in early enough I might. I have to make a stop first.

Okay, Rea. By the way, thank you for always being there for me when nobody else was.

You knew to stop going after her? You beat the living shit out of, London. Oh, you do care about how pissed I get when she’s even mentioned? So why are you still talking about her? You are still going on about my mom, though. You are saying a whole bunch of shit though, I’m sure your ass is jealous at this point. I’m pretty sure now you regret it. 

I feel bad about that, look I'm fucking sorry okay? Okay, I'll stop. What? Why the fuck would I be jealous, really Devin? Really? Why the fuck would I be sorry?

It’s what I do. Love you too, we’re family that’s what I’m here for. Now go sleep. 

Okay, okay. When you get here, can you come cuddle with me?