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- Author: Lauren Biel
- Language: English
- Genre: Vigilante Justice
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A shiver rakes my skin as the rain pelts me. My shirt sticks to me, the
water pressing the fabric tight against my body. It’s horrible, but it’s
better than where I came from. I’d walk through a hurricane as long
as I was heading away from the guarded world I ran from.
Despite the rain worsening by the minute, I keep walking. Every bad
decision I’ve ever made put me right here, on the side of the road, in the
middle of the night. During a fucking storm.
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Another pair of headlights washes over me and breezes by. I scoff,
exhaling drops of water that cling to my lips. I can’t be mad, though; I
wouldn’t pick up someone like me, either—a large, rugged, tattooed man,
as dangerous as they come. A very real threat to society, as I’ve been told in
front of a jury of my peers on more than one occasion. There are two types
of people in this world: those who stop for a stranger on the side of the road
and those who keep on driving.
If they’re wise, they keep on fucking driving.
Regardless, being on the side of the road in this storm is better than
prison. I’d endure a tsunami if it meant I was outside my fucking cell.
I had just gotten back my privileges when I escaped. I might have gone
a little overboard with the newfound freedom they gave me. Took a whole
fucking yard instead of an inch, but that’s how I’ve always been. Men like
me don’t deserve freedom, but we sure as shit chase after it.
Another car drives by, kicking up mud and a torrential roar of water as it
passes. I squeeze my eyes closed and try to center myself like they taught us
in therapy. The only useful thing I learned in prison was how to deal with
the things I can’t control. But I hate losing control . . . now. Didn’t mind it
so much as it fueled the rampage that landed me in prison in the first place.
Didn’t mind it when the loss of control made me kill one inmate who was
trying to fuck another. I didn’t really care about the man pinned against the
wall. How could I when consent never really mattered to me, either? But he
had stabbed me, and it was an opportunity to catch the fucker with his pants
down—literally and figuratively. He was too interested in the meal in front
of him to notice me or the white t-shirt I used to strangle him. His last
breath meant nothing to me because I was already a lifer.
The best part about life in prison was that it kind of became a free-forall. They kept slapping more time onto my sentences, but I still only had
one lifetime to give them. All that blood I shed in prison was essentially
free. Anything I did cost me nothing. Even my little escape won’t matter.
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