stressed I was boiling when I turned on him. All my life, Spike came and took whatever he wanted... Enough was enough... scream
I reached into my jacket. I fumbled for my gun holster with my .45 mm pistol... I was gonna shoot him...
I put my foot against his chest and pushed outward. When I got him far enough, I pulled out my gun and aimed.
"Spikey!" I heard someone yell... I ignored them and fired...
Spikey Spiegel · Wed Feb 02, 2005 @ 05:38pm · 0 Comments |