School has finally let out and you couldn't wait to go home.

Walking down the normal path to your home you spot a young handsome man. His eyes catch you and immediately become flirty. His blonde hair waved down to his shoulders. His chin had a stubbled beard and wore his dress shirt open. He was indeed a very handsome man.

He approaches you with a small flirtatious smile. "I never seen a woman, who could look so alone. Could you use a little company?" He spoke in a french accent. A smirk widened against his lips. A blush crept against you facial features and you tried backing away.

He chuckles "If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice~" He began.

Your face grew hotter almost at mid breaking point of fainting. 'Was he some kind of male prostitute?' you thought.

He then smiled "and  you can go and send me on my way." he finished. You sigh at him.
"You're  such a sweet young guy" You said politely and began. "Why'd you do this to yourself?" You asked curiously. He smiled and said.

Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees,
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
Oh no I can't slow down,
I can't hold back
Though you know, I wish, I could,
Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good.

After 15 minutes later after convincing him you wouldn't give him "A good time". You still walked down the same street you took each day to go home. You then suddenly felt a presence creeping up on you. You glance down a bit to see a shadow of a man stalking you.

Not even a second later he swept up from behind holding a gun against your head.

He grinned down at you with his bright red eyes, although he showed he wasn't looking for any fight."Give me all you've got, I vant your money not your life. If you try to make a move I von't think twice." He warned pushing the gun into your head more. You wince holding you hands up in defense.

"Y-You can have my cash, But first you know I've got to ask... What made you want to live this kind of life?" You asked stutter trying to pull all the money you had out of your pocket. He smiled at your question. The albino let's go grabbing your money smirking. He said.

there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees,
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
Oh no I can't slow down,
I can't hold back
Though you know I wish I could
Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good.

Hours past from your strange occurrences in the street. Making a huge note to never walk that path ever again.

You grab hold of the TV remote and flip to the news. Your mouth gaps and you couldn't almost comprehend. You saw Spanish preacher being caught for stealing money within the church. Although you remembered what the two stranger men said earlier. We all have those thrills in our lives and sometimes you can't help it. Just like they said...

You know there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees,
We got bills to pay
We got mouths to feed
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
Oh no we can't slow down,
We can't hold back
Though you know we wish we could.
Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good...