“So, that’s how you met everyone?” Melissa asked me.
“Yeah…well, Liz Beth left two weeks after we met. Her father had some business somewhere else so she left with him.” I told her. What I didn’t tell Melissa was that I missed Liz Beth because she understood me; she understood how I wanted to be strong. After she left our home, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Years later, she came back to stay for good. That was when we became partners and soon, my girlfriend.
“You had quite a sick humor back then huh?” she giggled. “I mean, giving her a sinister smile and her liking it! WOW!”
“Hey, you might like it? But, things changed for me and now…I’m more of just a killer.” I said and she laughed. But she stopped and just look at me. “What?”
“It’s strange…I find out that my other parents were a snake bitch and my real ones are Demons…I left my home, my school, and my old life. I don’t feel sad about it and I think I love this life. Knowing that I will kill from now on seems ok to me somehow…” she seemed unsure about herself and I placed my hand on her head.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re having it better than me. I’ll make sure that you will enjoy your life and live to the fullest.” I told her and she smile.
“So…after you left your house forever, you wondered around the town?” she asked and I nodded yes. “You said something about dogs…”
“Hmm?” I didn’t understand why she was thinking hard that.
“Ah, nothing! Don’t worry about it.” she smiled but she stops. She blushed bright red and started to get angry. She was looking over me so I turn myself over, only to find myself staring at Zeya smiling.
“What’s up?!” she said very loud. “Good morning!”
“Huh?” both Melissa and I checked the clock. It was 7:56; the sun was beginning to rise.
“So you told her what, Death? Was it about little old me?” Zeya asked while pulling me towards her chest. She giggled happily and I saw her stick her tongue at Melissa.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” Melissa shrieked. She pulled me away from her and jumped on Zeya. “Don’t do that shit around me…in fact, NEVER do that again!”
“Shut up!” they rolled around fighting. I just sat there and watched them fight.
That was how our day started after I told Melissa my story last night. We packed up and thanked 6-Dogs for letting us stay. We were right about the police looking for us. My history was found out, well, about my parents and evidence about the murders I committed. That and also the fact that CJ didn’t have a license to drive a car…and it was a stolen car from Florida.
Melissa threw a fit when she found out and tried to beat the shit out of him, only for her to roll around in pain of her hands. One thing that we all have in common is that we like to fight. And Melissa proves she loves it by head butting Zeya after she made fun of her.
Anyway…back to the problem. We took the train instead of the airport. Security wasn’t a problem like the police also. So we rode the train for two days, after getting off, we grabbed a hotel quickly to avoid attention, stayed there for the night and in the morning, back on the train. We stood possibility quiet to avoid attention in the crowd. All of us…the five of us taking everything serious so were not caught.
