Sins of Our Youth Page #2

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- His name is Bradley.

He lives about a

mile down the road.

- Do you got anything to eat?

- How could you be hungry?

Shouldn't we call an

ambulance or something?

- Not yet.

Let's just think

for a second, okay?

- My mom's friend is

an orthopedic surgeon.

We should give him

a call, for sure.

- He's dead, idiot.

What's an orthopedic

surgeon gonna do anyways?

Fix his feet?

- This isn't funny, Scott.

- He's still bloody,

didn't you say

you were gonna clean him?

- No, and how was I the one

that got chosen to clean him?

All right, it was

David's f***ing idea.

How the hell did I get

elected to do this, huh?

- Dude, chill.

- I mean, shouldn't

call someone?

The police maybe, or something.

- Call the police.

- Don't call the police.

- We should call his parents.

- Are you trying

to get us arrested?

- I'm with Carlo, we call the

cops and turn ourselves in.

- I'm not turning myself in.

- If we turn ourselves in we

can tell him it was an accident

and maybe they'll

let us off the hook.

- Everyone just

stop for a second!

It doesn't matter if

it was an accident.

Trust me when I say

it doesn't matter.

When I was a freshman,

I knew this guy.

He was driving home after

a football game, drunk.

And he hit this kid.

And they put him

away for a long time.

- This is different.

- Yeah, you're right.

The kid he hit lived.

Get it?

- Not really.

- He means that we'd

get fried for this.

- So do we know which

one of us shot him?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, we all

didn't shoot him right?

Like it had to be one of us...

- Oh, don't start

with that sh*t.

We all did this.

- Sh*t.

- Wait, how did he get here?

- Why?

- Because, if someone

dropped him off like his mom

or something then they

would had know he...

Sh*t!

He rode his bike here.

- Do we have any herb?

- Yeah.

- When did you

f***ers start smoking?

- A couple weeks ago?

- Yeah, well.

That sh*t will kill you.

- Chill dude.

It's just pot, I think we got

bigger things to worry about.

- Fine, whatever.

Let's just stay focused, please.

I say we...

We drive all night and

bury him somewhere far.

- We can't do that.

I mean, they always

find the body.

- Sh*t's strong.

- Nah dude, it's just swag.

It's weak, it means it's weak.

- Oh.

I feel like such a Johnson.

- What the hell are you doing?

- It's hot, I need some air.

That's much better.

- Are you insane?

- What?

- Suppose someone walks by

and hears a group of kids

talking about a body,

do you think that might raise

some suspicion, dumb ass?

- We live in the

middle of nowhere.

Who do you think is gonna hear?

- I'm talking precautions.

- Precautions?

It's a little late for

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