The Fairy & The Sociopath

On The Run

"This place isn't so bad." Audrey said to Clyde. He just let her into his motel room. He was so hesitant in letting her in, as being in a sleazy, run-down motel room wasn't really appropriate.

The redhead was very quick to make herself comfortable. She took her shoes off and proceeded to lay in his bed. He just looked at her with discomfort.

"You know, I could get used to this." she said, getting comfy in his bed.

"You can't stay here." he said.

"Why not? It'd be much better than living with my lame-ass roommate. I need a man like you to take care of me."

He sighed. Either she was completely clueless or mentally naive. Either way, he had to make sure he was in charge.

"I'm not your father and you can't live here." he said.

"You know what? You're right. You're not my father, you're my daddy. If I'm being bad, I'll let you spank me." she said, being kind of suggestive.

However, Clyde had more urges than to just simply 'spank' her. She was starting to get annoying, feeling entitled to his room and his money. But, he kept them to himself.

He went to the bathroom, needing to think about this. The only thoughts that were in his head were: Why did I even bother? What's the point of this? Can I get out of it? They're gonna be pissed.

Suddenly, he looked at himself in the mirror and saw the reflection of a familiar love fairy behind him.

"So, you let the mega bitch into your place?" Kyu said.

He turned around, surprised to see her in the bathroom. "More like she let herself in. I kept telling her that I didn't want to bring her here. A sleazy motel isn't a safe place for a young girl like her."

"Right... Anyway, while you were out yesterday, I got a look at the people around here. Most of them look sketchy as fuck. Why do you stay in a dump like this?"

"Kyu... It's none of your business. There's so many things I can't and won't say." the Korean said, showing slight suspicion.

"Look, dude. If you don't fess up and tell me who you are and what you've done, I'll find out myself." she said in a threatening manner.

"How would you do that?" he asked.

"Let's just say that the folks in Sky Garden know a lot about the human world and who did what. They know who shot every celebrity, who every serial killer was, everything. You're on thin ice, buddy. Fess up or I'll find out myself."

He gulped. He had never felt so much pressure in his life. He originally took Kyu as some sort of crackhead girl that dressed up like a fairy. But considering what she just said, he had some kind of fear in him, which was very rare for him to have.

"Y-You wouldn't." he said.

"Try me." the love fairy said. She wasn't playing anymore. She was dead serious.

"Okay... I-" but before he could finally explain himself, there was a violent knock on the motel's door.

"Ey! Clyde, ya in there? It's Giuseppi! Open the fuckin door! Marone!"

He had to excuse himself. Kyu stayed in the bathroom, wondering who the gruff-sounding man was. She peeked her head in. The man had an Italian accent.Clyde opened the door and saw a man with slightly dark tan skin. He was wearing a leather jacket and a beanie on his head.

"O-Oh. Mr. Mezzoalto. Uh, what-" he said. But, the man quickly cut him off.

"Look, buddy. Word on the street is that you brought a broad into your room. Is that true?" the Italian man said.

"Uh..." he said, not being able to give a straight answer.

"Well, answer me!" the man said.

Suddenly, Audrey got up, realizing that the shady man was referring to her when he said 'broad'.

"Who you calling broad, fucker?" she said, showing aggression towards the Italian.

"What the fuck? So, there is a broad in here! Clyde, you'd better get that hoe outta here. Disgraziata!"

"You just called me a hoe? Who the fuck do you think you are? You and your black leather jacket. Please, go back to the 1950's, old man!" she said, insulting his style.

"Clyde, if you don't get this nasty hoe out of here in the next 5 seconds, I'm gonna put a bullet in both you and her!" he said, reaching for his coat pocket.

"Clyde, this asshole's obviously lost his mind. You wouldn't kick me out, right? I love you!" Audrey said.

He just stood there, thinking deeply about everything. Giuseppi grabbed his gun out and began counting.

"5..." he said. Clyde just stood there, putting all of his focus on the situation.

"4..." Does Audrey really love me?

"3..." Is it my fault?

"2..." They're still after me.

"1..." Okay, I've made my decision.

The moment Giuseppi reached for the trigger, he slammed the door in the Italian man's face, locking himself inside with Audrey.

"What? Clyde, open up! CLYDE! You fuckin pussy! I'll break this god damn door down and kill both of you! The boss will be hearing about this! You hear me? FUCK!"

Giuseppi walked away with his phone in his hand. He was obviously calling someone. Audrey just stood there, shaking in fear.

"C-Clyde... What the FUCK is happening?" she said.

"I don't have time to explain. Right now, I need to grab everything I can. We need to get outta here as soon as possible." he said, grabbing a backpack and putting multiple weapons into it."W-What's going to happen?" she asked.

"We're going to get outta here and I'm gonna take you somewhere safe." he said.

"W-What about Tiffany?" she asked.

"It's not safe to hang around her or anyone else right now. I caused this, so I'm gonna keep it from getting worse."

She stood there and watched as he packed the bag with handguns, pill bottles, protein bars, and other useful items. All she brought was her phone, which had a low battery.He packed everything. They were about to leave.

"Okay, we're going to cautiously sneak out. Keep quiet." he said, grabbing his shotgun. She had never been this scared before. Last time Audrey recalled being scared was when there was a demon in her TV when she was a kid.

They got out, sneaking out behind the motel. There were cars showing up, each being solid black with tinted windows. It was pretty obvious there was some kind of organization looking for them.

They went to the parking lot in the very back and he broke into a car. He managed to hot wire it and drive off. This was so scary, but at least they escaped completely unscathed.

"Clyde, can you please tell me where we're going? I'm for real about to have a mental breakdown. Fucking sucks that I can't have my weed right now. And... DAMN IT! My phone's about to die."

He just ignored her, putting all of his focus on the highway. She was scared. Tiffany would be worried sick about her. Why was this happening?