Jaice: A Fictional Narrative

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“Don’t tell me that what I do is wrong. Don’t tell me that it isn’t real justice, because it is! It’s exactly the same as what any cop does. Just with less casualties and I’m 100 times more effective,” Matt looks out his window and into the moonlight. “You may be wondering, ‘Who is this person?’ Well, that’s easy,” he smirks to himself and walks back into his room. “I’m the shadow of the night. I am the ghost that defines our every sunny day. I’m-“ Just before he finishes his sentence he get interrupted by Jaice. “Oh, for fucks sake! No you are not. You’re a bloody drama queen and you know it!” “Big fucking whoop! Just let me live my life you asshat!” Matt shouts back to Jaice as he starts to climb up the side of the balcony. “But I’m your asshat,” Jaice says to him as he sits on the ledge. …show more content…

When he does, his eyes crinkle and a warm feeling wraps around Matt. He takes a moment to admire Jaice. His blond hair looks white in the moonlight and his face is darkened by his own shadow. Matt goes over to give Jaice a hug but he moves past him into Matt’s room. “Ah, ah, ah,” he says. “First you have to tell me where that was from.” Matt looks over at him and feigns ignorance, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Oh, come off it, Matt,” he says taking a step closer to him. “You know exactly what I’m talking about!” “Hmm…alright. I guess I can tell you,” Matt laughs. “It’s a scene from a

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