Loving someone is never easy. You have the good and the bad. Everyone has some quirks about them! they snore, they pick their teeth , they drink milk straight from the carton. Maybe even leaving the toilet seat up repeatedly. But you love them anyway don't you? But what if your lover was a killer could you love someone who murders people your friends, your family, and maybe even you. Andrew grant lay in the passenger seat of his ford escape humming to himself, this was something he would find himself doing when he was on the peripherals of sleep. And consciousness his mother used to reprimand him for it, when his family. Would take car trips" Andrew Lamar Grant you stop that humming this instant! You should've gone to bed when the rest of us did your sister isn't asleep. This would always annoy Andrew anytime the grant family would pile into their mini van and go vacationing. Andrew had been way too excited to sleep the night before, and as usual he'd sleep in the van. Those trips were usually fun but this trip was anything but fun. Andrew felt an arm rock his shoulder" baby why are you humming to yourself, Are you ok? Andrew snatched himself awake. He knew all too well who he was with! Aiden pierce or charles Grady was more accurate. Six months ago Andrew had met Charles when he was a college student. At the university of Texas Annabelle, Aiden as he had gone by then. Was charming and sexy and sensual, all of these things had drawn Andrew in. It wasn't until people had started dying that andrew noticed that something might be off with Aiden. Andrew looked at charles sleepily, I'm ok I'm just tired kinda. We've been on the road since last night, can't you tell me where we're going? Charles smiled at Andrew and thumped his nose. Andrew flinched back Charles looked at him, what's the matter baby why did you flinch at me like that? Are you still scared I'm going to hurt you. Andrew could hear the anxiety rise in Aiden's/charles voice. No no baby I know you won't hurt me I'm just a little antsy that's all. This seemed to calm Charles down a little bit ok alright. Andrew looked at Charles. Aiden, I mean charles when can you take my cuffs off? Andrew had been cuffed to a pole. Charles had welded into the passenger side of his truck before they left Annabelle. After I feel like I can trust you! Charles said not bothering to look at Andrew. when you tried to run from me last night, you kind of ruined my trust in you for a little bit. Andrew thought back to his failed escape attempt the previous night. Charles had pulled over at a closed garage to weld the steal bar he used to handcuff, Andrew to the car. Andrew had tried to make a run for the road but Charles had tackled him to the ground. Baby charles had said please don't try something like that again ok? Andrew had nodded breathing in a mouthful of dirt if you do It might make me mad and we both know when I get mad I can't be held accountable for my actions. Now are you going to behave? Andrew had nodded charles patted him on the head. Ok baby that's a good boy! After that things got fuzzy. Andrew suspected they were somewhere in northern Texas close to the Arkansas border. Charles had used secondary highways instead of the interstate, so Andrew didn't fully know where he was. Charles looked at him you know we're gonna have to ditch the car at some point baby. Andrew just nodded I suppose we are aren't we? Yeah the cops probably already have an APB out for this one. So in the next mile or two we'll ditch this one on the side of the road and we'll hitch us a ride ok? And I'll take your cuffs off but if you try to escape me I'll kill you and whomever we ride with ok? Andrew nodded, good Charles said that's a good boy. Rachel Edison was running on thirty minutes of sleep she hadn't showered in a day and a half or changed clothes. She was just trying to focus on one thing and that was finding andrew. Captain mills was at the hospital with his son max and lacey was at the hospital with Anita. Sheriff henry who had just about become a resident in the police station brought Rachel over a cup of coffee. You look exhausted he said, when's the last time you slept? Rachel chuckled sleep? I think Wednesday today's Friday right. Sheriff henry looked at her yeah Rachel you need to go home we have Bulletins and APB's out on Andrews SUV, we're gonna find him and Charles. Rachel began to cry" you know Andrew and I might have been broken up but I still love him. He might have been the one but I fucked it up by cheating on him. And I drove him into the arms of that fucking killer its my fault if it wasn't for me he'd be safe. Fuck fuck it all Rachel screamed, everyone in the police department looked at her sheriff Henry got her up and started walking her out of the station, It was 11:30 am. and Andrew stood looking at his silver ford escape on the side of the desolate roadway Aiden was piling shrubbery onto it. Andrew was looking around he wanted to find something to leave a note for someone he didn't know who exactly. But most likely the cops he found nothing. Charles walked up to him and pulled him towards the road. Andrew walked beside him, so what's your plan Andrew said looking at Charles, Charles looked down at the side of the road and said. Well I think we're going to stop a car and hitch a ride and as we get further down the road I'll kill the driver and take their car and we'll continue on our way. Andrew stopped walking and looked at Charles in disgust you said no more killing. Charles laughed andrew did you really believe i could stop killing. Baby its in my blood that's like asking a snake to stop biting people like asking a dog not to chase a cat! I am what I am and I can't change that. Andrew just shook his head and kept walking. Just then they heard a Car slow down Andrew looked around, it was a brown Buick station wagon with wood paneling. It reminded Andrew of one his grand parents had when he was a child. An older man who looked like he was in his late Fifties or early sixties stepped from behind the drivers seat. " do you boys need a ride? Charles smiled why yes sir we certainly could use a ride. The driver of the station wagon was Burt greenwood and his wife Romona. They lived in homestead Oklahoma, but were heading to Burt's sisters house in western Tennessee. Romona had been a fourth grade teacher for thirty years and Burt had sold golf equipment. They seemed like a lovely couple to Andrew, romona had turned around smiling and started talking to Andrew. Mr greenwood and I have five kids we have three daughters and two boys. Our youngest daughter Patricia is about your age she said pointing to Andrew. How old are you Stephen. Charles had introduced himself to the greenwoods as Nathaniel Curtis and Stephen Clark. I'm 22 ma,am Andrew said in a shy voice. Romona smiled my my my that's such a young age, charles who had been talking to Burt smiled at Romona. Stephen doesn't talk a lot he's kind of shy around new people aren't you Stephen. Andrew nodded charles rested his hand on Andrew's knee Romona saw this and blushed. My nephew Ray and his boyfriend Dennis got married last summer in mexico, now they're expecting their first child a little girl I believe. Charles smiled well Stephen and I haven't decided when we want to get married. Hopefully soon Romona smiled well I know a lot of people are against that but me I don't judge. The good Lord loves us all and I love you both, somehow being around the Greenwoods. Had made Andrew forget the danger he was in he felt at peace, as if he were just on a trip with some friends of his parents. This lovely couple the greenwoods seemed like they were the kind of people who had Sunday breakfast and read the Boston post. Romona had probably taught Sunday school at their church. They most likely had grand kids and family who loved them. Somewhere a small child was wondering where his Nana and pawpaw where, and when they would be back. These lovely people who had probably never had a moments trouble in their lives but today that would end. All because they had been to kind and picked up a killer. And then just like some sort of premonition, the moment had arrived. Charles looked out of both of the windows of the station wagon. Hey Burt could you stop for a moment I gotta relieve myself. Burt nodded sure thing man I've gotta go myself, Andrew looked at Charles and shook his head slowly. Charles just smiled burt pulled the car over on the side of the road and charles climbed out so did burt. They walked off the side of the road a sense of dread filled Andrew. Romona smiled at him so where are you boys headed? Andrew looked at her listen to me" you need to get into the driver seat and drive away now right now. Romona's face twisted into a look of bewildering confusion. Honey what why my name isn't Stephen clark its Andrew grant and his name isn't Nathaniel curtis. What you're the boy from the radio the one who got kidnapped two days ago? Andrew looked confused what huh no its only been a day hasn't it. Romona shook her head no dear we heard about you Wednesday when we were driving through Brownsville today is Friday. How did I loose two days Andrew thought to himself but his train of thought was broken by a wet thomping sound against Ramona's window. Andrew looked up and screamed so did Romona, Burt was smeared against her passenger window two large cuts against his face. BURT!!! Romona screamed! oh Burt no, no! Romona climbed out of the car Andrew screamed no please its to late for him we have to go. Romona ran to the driver side of the car and began to get in she was facing Andrew when a hand grabbed her by her black hair and lifted her neck up. Romona screamed but only once Andrew saw another hand wielding a switch blade begin sawing Romona's throat blood splashed the inside of the station wagon and on Andrew's face. Andrew screamed and covered his ears and screamed and screamed, finally Romona's poor butchered body fell on the dirt road! her blue jumper. Had turned maroon with her blood. charles climbed off of the top of the station wagon and peered into the back seat at Andrew who was crouched against the door crying and shaking. Hey baby looks like I made a mess huh? charles said winking at Andrew.
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Switch Blade Romance
Horrorin August Andrew met the boy of his dreams. By September his friends started dying. By the end of the month Andrew was fighting for his life, by January he would know the meaning of true terror.