Killer Without A Name

Killer Without A Name IV

A:N/ Sorry for the wait but I had alot of food on my plate. Starting high school had been quite hectic and battling my phobia had been overly dramatic but I'm here and I'm back. Hope you enjoy this chaper, I had written it before then my cmputer decided it wanted to die on me. so sad, so sad. I have another resource and updates will be still kind of slow but they will be coming. Chapters may be short but they will be more frequent until I get adjusted. I'll come back and bold/italics everything later.

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Killer Without A Name IV

I stuck my head out of the Jeep's window relishing the feeling of the warm fall air walked across my skin into my hair. My dark brown locks danced around my face slapping my face leaving a stinging sensation on my flushed cheeks.Darkness creased the night sky whilst a sweet redolence of honeysuckles hung in the air.

I lifted my head up in the breeze looking toward the silver moon in the midnight sky. It was not completely pitch yet, the sky still had a lovely tint of indigo. As Mrs. Parker drove down the deserted highway, she gently hummed.

"What tune is that?"

"Mhm..It's called The Good Old Summer Time." She said with a slight smile, her eyes coasted to the side of to the distante.

She sniffled, and then sniffled again.

"You alright, Mrs. Parker?" I asked, my hair was a mess due to the breeze that had whipped threw it. Sitting properly back into my seat , I discerned the redness on Mrs. Parker's face.

"Oh, Sweetheart. I've told you about that! Call me by my first name; you make me feel old." She sighed, giving me a little chuckle; piece of her red hair dropped in her face.

She had warned me about that many,many time but I still refused to call her by her first name. My mother had always taught me to call you by your last name, just to be polite. I would only call her by her first name for a moment before switching back over.

"Valentina?" I spoke , saying it more of a question then a statement.

"Yes, Darling?" Tilted her head to side, letting me know she was listening.

"The place that your taking me,is it...nice?" That question had been racking my brain since she had told me that that was where I was going. She had looking quite happy and excited when I agreed, unwillingly. It wasn't like I had anywhere else to go or do.

My plan is to only stay for the night, no more,no less. I needed to find my mother, fast. The only problem is that I don't know where in the world I am.

"-ver. I'll show you your room when you get there. Breakfast starts at eight o'clock. Lunch starts at twelve o'clock and ,well, dinner starts whenever you get hungry." Mrs. Parker had been going on about the rules, schedule, do's and don'ts, times,hoildays and other careless things.

"Mhhmm." I nodded my head, pretending to listen. Then it hit me.

"Sorry to interupt you but who all knows about my...finding?" I asked supiously. I still haven't found the right term in which to call it yet.

She ran her long pale fingers through her red flames, her eyebrows crushed together whilst she was in thought.

" Six, I believe." She cleared her throat."Don't worry. They've been promised by the police and staff not to say anything to anyone."

I nodded my head in agreement.

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It hadn't been long since we spoke words to another, there was nothing wrong but we both seemed to daze off into our own worlds. Thinking and thinking of things or maybe even secerts.

I know I was.

I was in the mist of thinking about the question she had asked me earlier and how silent I respnded.

Your not human are you?

Your not human are you?

Your not human are you?

Those five little words that I ,not even for myself ,could answer. I had always known that I wasn't like others, I could never forget such of a thing since I was always reminded. At first I felt sad and disgraceful about the whole situation; it literally made me sick to my stomach to even think about it. My mother, like the woman she is, reassured me that there is nothiing wrong with being different.

Nothing at all.

"Who wants to be the same,Smunchkins?"

I blushed at the thought of her sweet angelic voice and the crazy, embarrassing nickname she came up with for me.

"You ready?" Mrs. Parker asked, I looked over at her. All of her bags hung on her shoulders or were in her hands.

Let's get this over with.