Decieved

She used me. No way around it. She wanted to make her ex boyfriend jealous. She showed me attention and I fell for it. Desperation combined with acting on the wrong impulses. After dropping her off and getting a nice good bye kiss, she called her ex boyfriend and told him how she and I had just hung out. More to the story, more to come.

I feel like the hoodlum involved with the crime syndicate. Except for that instead of taking the money and running I am shot and left for dead. If I were to be found than I would be the victim and the perpetrator and still go to jail.