Clyde

500 Miles

It's been two days since... since the massacre. I've been staying in a little town called Reed, or Reedjorn. It's been really quiet in my life. I haven't done any sort of crimes.

It feels like the world is on pause.

As I walked down the muddy road, I could hear fellas in the saloon getting drunk. People playing guitar and singing somewhere else. Everything was muffled.

I got my horse off of the hitch, and started riding. I liked to ride in the morning to ponder life. Now I think about it all the time. As much as I try to figure everything out, nothing seems to work. I'm scared. I miss killing people and robbing with my dad.

I looked at the road toward the camp, and stopped.

"Hey! Move it!" A carriage rider yelled.

I lifted my mask up, and turned around and aimed my gun at him. He screamed and abandoned his carriage.

I smirked, then rode off. I decided I needed to do something. I'm going to go retrieve my stuff, see if someone is alive.

I rode, and rode. I felt like I wasn't stopping. It got to be later in the night once I arrive. Everything was quiet, empty. I got off my horse and walked into the camp. Bodies everywhere. I went to my tent and managed to grab what I could. Some clothes, some supplies, and a photo of me and the family.

I went to my mom and dads tent, same as I remember it. Full. Made me think they were dead.

I started crying, then rushed out of my tent and flipped every body over. I called out for my mom and dad. It started to rain. It rained down horrendously on me as I flipped bodies over. I slipped and fell in the mud.

I looked a little in front of me, two bodies holding hands. I crawled over. I flipped them over.

My mom and dad with a gunshot in them. Dead.

I screamed, I cried harder. I collapsed on them, but got up to look at everyone dead. This is when I realized I was alone now.

"Winston, theres a hell ton of bodies here!" I heard a man call over.

"I heard a girl screaming Phil, she's gotta be here".

I scrambled behind a tent and waited with my gun out. Hands shaking.

"I'm about to give up on this! It's raining and dark out, you never know where the law is" Phil sounded angry.

"Let's see if we can loot at least, looks like the law was in on this. Better leave fast. You know their onto us" Winston went into one of the tents.

I saw Phil looking at the bodies, Winston came in and out of tents. Phil got to my parents bodies.

"Winnie, I think we stumbled upon Clyde" Phil spoke.

I wanted to kill them.

"No fuckin way" Winston went and looked too.

He took my moms necklace off.

I aimed my guns at them, "Don't you fucking move!".

Winston and Phil looked up, they looked shocked.

"Drop the fucking necklace," I waited as they stood still, "NOW!".

Phil dropped the necklace, "That's no way a lady should talk to a man now-".

"I'm no lady, I'm a goddamn asshole" I kept my aim.

Winston laughed a little, "You're cute".

"My name is Amira Clyde, call me that" My gun clicked as I readied it.