A Life Without Crime

"A world without crime is stupid... because we'll never get that. Its what we want but we'll never get it, now will we?" he states, suddenly.

His words were truthful, I will not lie. But why did I still want to prove him wrong. Was it because he's with me in a room... awaiting my answer to his question.

"I accept," I say, scared of my answer and awaiting what will happen next with us, in a room, so strange and uncomfortable, yet embracing and close with so may decisions...

AN: btw for this story I will post 2 parts every Friday and Saturday.