Prince of Corruption
The Rookie
He needed someone to care about him. Abused by his single father, addicted to painkillers and the unfortunate mental issues, he was nothing less than sad. you wouldn't have guessed it, no one would have. He wore a strong face, was well known, popular even. He put on this act that he was so tough, not the nicest, laughed at the crueler things, he took shit from no one and that's how it was. You were quite the opposite, softer, calmer, sweet, you've recieved his glare once or twice, but he didn't know you well and you didn't know him. One night, you see him from your window. His hood up, hands in his pockets, walking. You thought nothing of it until you see him stop look into the sky and you could have sworn by reading his lips you saw that he said 'please help me'. You're kind nature took action and you hurried out the door, 10:57 on the Friday night, to figure out what the boy was up to. You see the tears, he was unrecognizable with the helpless expression his face.
