Day 210 – The Season – Where It Ends

She grips herself tightly, as a cold shiver runs down her back, and into her groin.

“Why’s it so damn cold,” she says, through clenched teeth, her breathe like a puff of smoke fades off into the night sky.

He laughs, “Because it’s winter, that’s what it does, it gets cold.”

“I know cold, but, it’s beyond that, it’s frozen cold, like freeze you on the spot, that’s what I mean.”

“Oh, yeah, right,” he says, as he leaps up and pulls his jacket off and wraps it around her.

“Please, Stev…”

He places a finger on her lips, “It’s the least I can do, besides, we wouldn’t be in this mess if it wasn’t for my dad.”

“That doesn’t make it your fault, you can wear his sins for him, I don’t blame you for what he did,” she says, smiling nervously.

“Thanks, you must be the only one,” he says, looking over at the group huddled around a fire.

“They’ll come around, once they know the real you, and not the you that have in their minds.”

“How am I’m supposed to show them that, they won’t even give me the chance.”

“Don’t wait for them, take it upon yourself, make they see you, not wait for them to, because by then, it could be too late.”

He smiles, “Yeah, your right,” he says getting to his feet, puffing out his chest proudly and marching over the the group, who go quite on his approach.

“Get away boy, less you want to feel the wrath of my fists against your face?” Maverick, the leader of the small group says, with a wry smile.

“I am not my father, I am not responsible for this world we now live in, and,” he says as he swiftly pulls a revolver from his jacket and fires a bullet, the rips into the centre of Maverick’s head, killing him instantly. “I will not be treated like a gutter trash, when you all should be bowing before me,” the small group shudder, and cry, then, he fires another shot into the air. “Bowing before me NOW!” He yells, and they quickly obey, he turns to look at her, and smiles.


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