The innocent convict

Chapter one

'Suspect on the run, once again the red devil has hit the bank, this time killing a pregnant woman with a young child at home that won't see his mother ever again! Will this horror ever end?! We hope so, to help everyone we recommend everyone stay safe inside your homes, while the police chase continues! please contact 911 with any information, thank you and stay safe'

I flick off the television. Great now 'I, killed someone, and a young life that won't ever get to see the sun. He has taken it way too far! Now i am on the run again, although i haven't done anything wrong i will be a main suspect and will be permanently linked with the crime! Adding to my pile of record papers of robbery and now MURDER!!! but really i am innocent. My name is Devlyn Carllington, don't mind my long name, because it drives me up the wall and i rather be called by my nickname which is devil, i am 17 and got involved with the wrong people, welcome to my life...of crime!

First of all there is a few things i must set straight...

#1. Its not easy to disappear in this busy of a world

#2. Its not fun to have to always act like a freakin' ninga

Anyways i guess i should explain why i am in this big of a mess. Well when i said i got involved with the wrong people that would be the nasty little gang people like to call 'the demons'.

It all started when i was 14 and my parents had just divorced....

'Mom, how could you do this to me, i need you now more then i ever have before' i yelled holding back sobs

'Sweetie, I-I' i was upset and interuptted her 'don't sweetie me i know you don't care, you never have, have you?' I was so upset that i couldn't stop there

' just-just leave, you know what?! actually, leave and never come back' i started to cry

'Honey i will always love you and I always have, i will give you what you asked for though goodbye' she walked out the front door started the car and left, she just LEFT!

I ran to the phone dialled my fathers work number as I drop to the floor on my knees choking back sobs and and wiping the tears away with my pink wool sweater someone answered the phone, I could hear them breathing,

'Hello, i am jack and you've reached the car garage, how-l' i cut him off

' dad its me dev and mom just left she said she-she said that she hated you and her life and that she-she would never come back to us, i told her not to come back' the line went dead...

I was in the corner of my room when i heard my dads old ford pick-up truck pull into the drive way. I ran down the stairs and waited at the front door sobbing, my stomach hurt and i felt like i was going to throw up from my crying. I just couldn't believe it...she actually left us! I hear the door knob turn and jump up, dad looked awful

'Honey i love you so much and always will, you are a star in my sky' he said opening his arms i ran into them and cried into his grease stained dickies plaid jacket he hadn't bothered changing out of it,

'Dad' i said holding back tears 'she is actually' i stuttered on the last word 'go-gon-gone'! Then i lost all control of myself

And bursted out sobbing and crying! He rubbed my back soothingly, like he did when i was little and had gotten hurt or upset.

It helped me settle down then my father got up and said he would be right back down he went up the stairs, then i heard crashing and my father yelling and cussing. I didn't know what had happened, so i ran upstairs and found my dad sitting on his bed head in hands. The room was a complete disaster the flat screen had been pushed off the dresser, clothes were everywhere, the bed sheets were ripped off their king sized pillow top bed, even the closet was messy!

'Dad, are you ok?' I asked worried

'Uh-uh well um- ok i have been saving a lot of money so we could move or even, maybe travel the world

'Well dad thats great but whats wrong with that?' Then reality set in she took the money 'oh my god dad, i am so sorry I- I will try to help uh help earn money' my dad was just getting more upset, he then said somethimg i knew he didn't mean that, was out if plain frustration and anger

'I need some space please, just-just leave' wow! I needed some time anyways i figured, that way i could earn back some money one way or another.

'As you wish dad, i love you and will come back and stay' i packed my SWS jeans, some yoga pants, a few other pairs of jeans, some tee-shirts and packed a light hoodie and wore a heavy hoodie. After packing and saying my final good-bye i slipped on my black running shoes and stepped out into the rainy night.

That was when my life came crashing, i was running through a dark alley when i felt a hand grab my arm and push me into a wall with such force it was bone crushing!

'Who the hell are you?!' Spat a voice sounding as if he just saw the nastiest thing in the world

'Why should i tell you' i managed to slip out between gasps as he whispered into my ear

'Because you are our type of material' that sent chills down my back, OUR, wait crap what did i just get into?! interrupting my thought a girl spoke up

'So whats your decision?' What the hell was she talking about?

'Sorry what did you say?'

'I asked you what your decision was, whether you are going to join us or not?' She said a bit snarky. When i started to think it sounded like a good idea, make some money, then go back to my dad and we would continue our life, happily!

'Oh about that, yeah sure why not?'

And well everything was fine for a few days they treated me well, fed me well and i felt cared for. That was until i messed up when they told me that we were going to earn some money, me being dumbfounded hopped in the truck, when we pulled up to the bank well thats when i realized i was involved in something very dangerous and illegal. I protested and told them i would not join them on that robbery. They got angry threatened me that bad things would happen if i were to leave, that i might be killed. I was scared, so we came upon a agreement that i would sit in the car for this one but next time i had to come. After the robbery we got back to the warehouse we called home. When everyone was asleep or so i thought they were asleep, i snuck out to the door but i forgot about Dean the group leader who slept at the door i stepped on him. One word and one word only. CRAP.

He grabbed my ankle 'Where do you plan on going young lady through gritted teeth. I freed my foot and I ran and i ran as far as i could and as fast as i could. But i also dropped my wallet with my I.D but luckily i had my cash in my pocket.

I think about that a lot. How that one day changed my life possibly forever. Ever since then i have been on the run they have used my I.D in a crime scene and left a spray painted devil which is now known as 'my' signature! They know my identity but haven't given out my name but maybe they think it was staged! I hope so but i still can't take any chances. Maybe one day i can return to my life I really, really hope I can return to my life!

I pack my things and get ready to leave the small apartment I have called home for the month since the incident. As I go to the land-owners office. But as I walk into finish the paperwork and hand in my keys, I see the thing I dreaded the most...