Theft

John came running towards me , "we have work tonight !" He huffed , while placing his both hands on his knees and catching his breath , his golden brown hair falling on his long marble face . "What work ?" I asked , while sipping on my coffee . " a new car ..we ..gonna .. steal ..it ..tonight !" He answered . " okay !" I answered while Throwing my cup of coffee on the road .

"Remember..tonight ! At midnight .... don't be late " he informed me again .

I glared at him with annoyance.

I don't like people talking too much ..

Or preaching me .

"F*ck . Off .!" I gritted my teeth .

The look in his face spoke depths ,that he was scared . He should be .

I called then ,"hellooo !" A sugar coated voice ,ringed in my ear .

## I hate sugar .

But I ignored her .

"I'll be late today !" I answered.

"Going to steal again ?" She asked .

" f*ck you Jessica! Mind your damn business , or should I teach you ..!" I shouted through the phone .

She remained silent .

" REPLY ME! or I'll come and f*ck you ,until you beg me to leave ya !"

"Sorry !" She whispered .

"Next time ! open your mouth when asked !"

I ended the call , without hearing her .

She knew I easily get annoyed ,but she still pisses me off !

I don't trust her .

Or anyone .

## The night finally came into existence!

There we stood the Hometown Gang Members .

Me . Damon .john .song

"Are you sure the house is empty?" I confirmed.

"Yes ! Murat I made sure myself !" He answered .

"Hmm.." I looked the empty streets filled with silence , and continued " and what about the security cameras ?"

" already taken care off !" Damon smirked .

"O.kayy guys ! Let's play thefty theft !" I rubbed my hands with excitement.

They laughed in agreement.

" let's tell them what mess they got into !" Damon bit his lips .

" you know , you sound like bad boys !" Song said .

" but baby worse on bed !" John winked at him .

I laughed , while song rolled his eyes .

" stop that ! I already want the keys in my hand !" Damon whined like a kid .

" shut up !" John rolled his eyes .

"Let's move inside !" Song said , ignoring us .

Well John liked him .

But Song doesn't .

He gets insecure easily !

And is totally a shy baby of the gang , and Damon totally the opposite.

John is mature but yeah very , very little !

Suddenly my heart ached , desperate to go inside .

In years of theft and killing I never felt that .

Not when my parents died .

Not even my foster parents throwed me out on my 15 birthday .

Not when I was hungry at nights . Not even , when I hugged myself to calm my empty stomach.

Well , you know .

Life and lie make you do things .

They don't give a damn , that you are a kid or a grown up . That you could handle this or not . It just throws you in dungeon, and says -live it baby !

I lived on streets for several years . Robbing people . And snatching there food and running .

I had no choice . Life made me do this .

I wa hungry at nights , and no one was there to feed me .

So I fed myself ! I made myself miserable .

To survive the world .

People usually don't help each other , they think others are evil.

Well , someone tell them , no one was born evil . No one was taught to murder and dislike others . It's just the situation , that they went through . They are bound by life .