Jake was lying on his comfortable bed as he rolled the sedative pack in his hands.
His mission of drugging Cobra is getting successful as Cobra is losing his senses. He is becoming a lunatic.
He laid down comfortably as loneliness pulled the trigger of his pasts.
"Did I live my whole life to prove that my so-called father was wrong?" Jake asked to himself as tears made way down his eyes.
He hates to be alone because of this. He becomes a child in need of comfort.
But his face gleamed happily with happy tears following down as he picked up the phone, which was ringing.
"She perfectly knows when I need her." He mumbled while smirking as he attended the all.
But his smile dropped as he looked at himself in the nearby mirror as he cut the call with his girlfriend.
Dark and messy hair, his big eye covered with dark circles, his beautiful face with scars, beastly body and his dark outfit, they all made him groan.
