Chapter 3 Part4 (1/2)

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Chapter 3.4

“How did you end up here, bro?” He grabbed his shoulder intimately, “If it’s personal, I promise I won’t tell anyone else.” He raised a hand as if taking a vow.

Lineas scratched his head, “I robbed the bank, but something went wrong so I ended up here.”

“Oh, robbing a bank is the dream of many,” Derer clasped his hands and spoke with a dramatic expression, “But your way of doing it was not good. Otherwise,  you wouldn’t have been caught! The best way to steal was through the internet. Roads go everywhere there, and you can s.h.i.+p anything. Actually once that thing was invented there’s nothing safe anymore. Spend a tiny bit of time and you can make the world a huge mess! Hey, I’ve tried it before, bro, It’s not popular anymore to pull out a gun in the bank. We need intelligent crimes, conducted on the other side of the world, j.a.pan, Spain, Africa or f.u.c.king wherever. We could steal millions or billions and leave those dumba.s.ses in a rage while we dance in exotic hotels with women in our arms!” He looked at him excitedly, then after several seconds, he realized it and made a gesture, “Sorry, I was too excited. You can go on.”

“Eh… I am not clever enough to do what you’ve described. I just wanted to try, if money is really that hard to get, so d.a.m.n important! Lucy died, my girlfriend… She was sick, and she needed money to get a new kidney. As long as we had the money, it would have been fine… but we didn’t. I was just a poor boy in the ghetto. I tried everything I could yet I still couldn’t get money. We shared a joke, “Oh my G.o.d, let’s rob the bank!”. We planned it together, to entertain ourselves. Then she died, because we had no money. She suffered so much, and eventually died. The next day, I got a gun and walked into the bank… I wanted to see if the thing that was so hard to get was really so d.a.m.n important that it was worth more than Lucy’s life!”

“Then some b.i.t.c.h set off the alarm and cops surrounded the bank. I had hostages, so they didn’t dare to come in, but I didn’t know what to do next. I didn’t have any experience… The criminals on TV would tell the cops to prepare millions of dollars and a helicopter with a full tank of gas, then escape with a beautiful hostage. Maybe they’d even have an affair. But I stood there with no idea what to do. I didn’t want to escape at all. So what if I could escape? I felt so stupid. Outside were excited journalists and and a crowd watching. The cops yelled at me to surrender… they didn’t know I was only a failed loser!

“I shot the b.i.t.c.h that called the police. I made her stand in front of the gla.s.s door and killed her in front of the cops, then I shot the hostages one by one, all in their face… They shouted and claimed I was crazy, but I knew I was sober at that time. I killed five people, on camera, in full view of the public, one by one just like killing chickens… I was a f.u.c.king loser, a clown that people talked about over their coffee, the clown that those people looked down on! I couldn’t get anything, everything belongs to them, so what does it matter if I kill some of them? I can only send myself here in the end.”

“This is very silly,” Derer said, “The sentence wouldn’t be too harsh for robbery only, especially if you turn yourself in. But now you have to spend half of your life in a prison for the worst criminals.”

Lineas grinned, “This doesn’t seem like something you would care about.”

Derer was quiet for a while, then stood up and hugged him. Lineas stiffened. He felt Derer’s slightly awkward hands stroking his hair, like a mom with her crying child. Indistinguishable murmurs in his ears brought him comfort and warmth.

He had no idea why he did that. He’s a psycho, so everything about him was strange, but he reckoned that he didn’t hate the hug. He knew that Derer wanted to comfort him. It had been many years since someone wanted to comfort him, although with Derer being a madman, maybe he learned it from the TV and happened to want to try it out today.

Then he realized this was a good chance. Although Derer was very dangerous, Lineas didn’t think he disliked him, especially since he’s hugging him right now. Even though technically he’s the one “being hugged”, he could clearly feel the slender body in his arms, which fit his embrace so temptingly well. His waist was so small that he could easily wrap his arm around it.

When they slowly parted, he tried to make more progress. The eyes of the man in his arms were like a child’s. The eyes of adults are sophisticated and indifferent, but his eyes are so curious, enthusiastic, and… lunatic. A grown-up wouldn’t have such eyes.

He approached his soft-curved lips. They were slightly open and looked so s.e.xy. He wanted to taste him so badly. He wanted to kiss him. He liked this person. He felt Derer obviously stiffen. The moment he touched his lips and felt their warmth and tenderness, he was pushed away!

Lineas stood there awkwardly, watching Derer kneeling on the floor heaving his guts out.

“d.a.m.n it…” Derer moaned. In front of him was a pile of vomit. He had spewed his dinner out, but he was still dry heaving bile.