" I heard her take a step away before turning back and arguing, "You know, at least I'm nice to all the people I fuck." An angry snarl escaped me and ... spun back towards her with surprising speed, "That's it, you and I are not friends you don't just walk up to me and act like everything's cool. And if you listen to anything, listen to this: if I see you ever again, I will be the last thing you ever see. Do you understand?"She was as pale as a ghost, and her mouth silently opened and closed as. "Why? I don't even know you." I asked."Because you are mine." He said.Thet and I took a step back in shock."What do you mean he's yours?! My wife and I found him in the forest, and we've raised him ever since! And that was fourteen years ago!" Thet yelled."Because that was fate. That same day he was born, but my Apprentice hated the fact that I would have a son, knowing my son would be my favorite. He decided to try and leave the child to die, deep in the forest. We searched, trying to. I wished I had a hat or sunglasses. I could barely see. The sweat poured off of me. I had a headache. The eczema on my back burned and I tried my hardest not to itch it. I opened my pack of fruit snacks to have a little treat but they had gotten all melty and I hated when they did that so I cursed (“Fuckin shit fuck”) and threw them on the ground. Some rabbit could eat them later and get all hyper from the processed sugar. I wished I had brought water. My mouth was so dry. Sometimes when my. On his travels back to the Rockies he met and made friends with a tribe of Cheyenne Indians. Johnny was so taken with the nomadic life of the Cheyenne that he lived with them for three months, taking a Cheyenne princess as his wife.Their life together lasted three years until she was taken in a raid by a rival Indian tribe. Johnny searched for months but never saw her again.Reckon the girl got the story mostly right, just some of the details are exaggerated. I didn't rightly make friends with.