Small sniffling sounds as she looked up slowly, she had completely ruined her makeup.

She shook her head. "don't. you were right." she wiped her eyes with her hand.

YOURE A COP, YA' CANT BE MISCHIEVOUS!

none of your business, pig.

don't lie ta' me.

good, and don't worry, I swiped your gun.

waving a gun. "then whose gun is this? is an officer of the law planting firearms?"

"no, it's kind of cute that you'd be willing ta' do that for me but he's long gone, and he's not worth it if I'm bein' honest with ya'."

"no, he's really not worth it, frankie." she said with a smile, a sad laugh.

she sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. "fine, if you want ta' do it so badly."

can you give me some alcohol?

whiskey.

she blinked a few times before shaking her head and pushing herself to her feet, emitting a sigh. "I'm gonna go get high now."

I welcome death.

bring it all on.

damn it!

fine.

"first off, it's Ashley to you and secondly, I need to go get high, I have problems to forget."

Jordan Marie Riley. —"Life is too short, enjoy it."—

I'm back.