Surprise, baby monkeys.

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I heard a few unclear, hoarse voices talking before my chair was shook vigorously. My eyes opened wide in shock and I stared at the person in front of me with confusion and hurt all over my face. My heart clenched tightly and the feeling of being betrayed was hammering me in my head.

"Sorry, I had to use you," his face held pure evilness with a mischievous smile plastered on his lips. A few unfamiliar faces were chuckling deeply and it echoed in the room. I realized it was still at the backstage of the same stadium Justin had his show. He walked closer to me and fear crept inside me just by his loud footsteps.

I never knew he would do this to me. I felt so used and hurt. I thought I was his friend. I thought all those laughs were for good. I thought our friendship would last longer. I thought he was different. But my thoughts were wrong all these while.

He clicked his tongue, showing a dangerous grin. "I can't believe you fell into this trap," he rested both hands on my shoulders and I stared back at him with disgust.

"Why are you doing this?" I cried out loud, whimpering softly. The feeling of the rope grazing my wrists made me whine even louder. "How did you have the heart to do this, Shane?"

"I'll tell you why," seriousness was heard in his deep voice. "Because of Justin," his voice held pure hatred and he continued, "Or should I say," he looked at me in the eyes. "Jason McCann."

I gasped softly, shocked on how he knew about Jason McCann.

He stifled a fake laugh. "How I know he was the most dangerous criminal ever to walk on Earth?" He fumed in anger, his hands curled up into fist on his both sides. "Because he defeated me in the most magnificent villain agency back in Canada!"

He walked around the chair I was sitting on, scaring me more and more every second he talked. "I was supposed to be the best criminal, I was supposed to be his partner, I was supposed to be prized the greatest Dessert Eagle Pistol! But, no!" He screamed with rage as his face turned red. I took in a sharp breath when he came closer to my face. "That douchebag stole it all from me! That needle-dick, manwhore took it all!"

My left ear felt a sense of vibration and I winced in pain when he took my face in his hand roughly. He smirked, full of revenge, "And then he saw you and immediately fell in love with your beautiful personality." He spat the word 'beautiful' insincerely and I whimpered in misery, regretting for ever believing Shane's sweet words. His actions said otherwise.

"And he turned into this pussy, he tried to reduce his number of murders in a year. You see, the most quantity of murders in a year determines the champion prize. But, no. He didn't chase for the ultimate Smith & Wesson Revolver. I knew I had the chance to win this year, but then revenge was still burning inside me. He knew I wouldn't let him go easily. I wanted to kill whatever that makes him," he looked over to me, smiling sinisterly, "weak."

He walked in front of me with fury. "That's why he kidnapped you."

He tried to protect me, I shook my head full of regret. All he wanted to do was to protect me.

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I'm getting emotional of my own book, help.

23rd of April, 2017.