Excerpt:
Lukas:
I picked up the gun from the floor, pointing it with shaking hands at my sperm donor.
He laughed evilly, spitting the blood from his mouth.
“What do you think you’re going to do with gun, boy? Are you going to kill me?” My finger tightened on the trigger as he taunted me.
“C’mon, little boy. Shoot me! Show me you’re a man!” I hesitated for a split second.
Was I really going to do this?
Kill the man that gave me life?
As I looked into the evil eyes that were so identical to mine, I had my answer.
“See? I knew you were too much of a p-”
‘Pow*
I watched his body slump over onto the floor, and I walked closer to his body, looking into his glassy, lifeless eyes.
“I hope you rot in f*****g hell, you bastard.”