Rumpelstiltskin

It all started when a no good friend gave my name to a mafia boss for money.

“His name is William Smith.”

The mafia boss found me with ease.

He demanded I made him the drugs he had ‘heard so much about’

I tried to explain it to him as best as I could.

But he made his intentions pretty clear. He wouldn’t believe me.

I wasn’t left with much of a choice.

And then the next day, out of nowhere a man comes and finds me.

He didn’t give me a name, but he gave me a solution to my problem.

I had to consider his deal long and hard. It was something I’d done before. I was good at it. But I didn’t want to do it.

But I wasn’t really left with much of a choice.

The deal was pretty simple really...

I killed a no good piece of trash for the strange man. No questions asked.

And my newly found friend made me the drugs.

The Mafia Boss couldn’t of been happier.

Not only did he not kill me, but he also left with me with a good sum of cash.

It was going well. I had enough to run away.

But my new friend wasn’t having it. He took all of the money for himself.

He left and I haven’t heard from him since. All he told me was if I told anyone...

Rumpelstiltskin would find out.

It’s been a month and my life is a mess. I’ve got no money, nothing to live for and the guilt of killing that man still weighs down on me.

There wasn’t much to it really. All I knew...

I didn’t really have much of a choice.