Mr.SexyFreak

Ch.14 "John Lennon's Memorial"

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Samantha's POV

"The Killers have committed yet another murder as you can see here, the body of Nathaniel Longbottom is been taken to the hospital so an autopsy can be done. His left arm has the common signature of the mafia in his left arm. We deduce he had it burned in him moments before he was sadistically killed."

I munched on my Nesquick and stared at the tv in front of me.

"That's so nasty," I said.

"Hm?" Mom answered from the kitchen. A beat later she appeared with a plate of pancakes with fresh strawberries and sat down at the table, next to me.
She too, shifted her gaze to the tv to hear the news.

"Oh," she went, "Those people are disgusting. How can they just go on murdering whoever they want to and not be punished! They should burn in fire."

I was tempted to say a sarcastic answer. Something like, nooo they should be burned in ice, Mom. But I decided against it, even though I snickered.

She didn't notice since dad turned off the tv.

"Well Jen, we can't do anything about it. Not even the police can catch them fast enough." He murmured and took his plate to the kitchen.

I did the same when I was done having breakfast.

It's been a week since my graduation and the only day I was out of the house was for prom. Two nights after graduation. I had so much fun and we made sure to record everything.

Life has pretty much being boring since then. But then again, I haven't seen the sun in a while.
My parents are okay with it though, for them, the more I stay inside the more protected I am from those bloody murderers.

I could care less.

There have not been news about murders near our city so I think they're just exaggerating too much. As protective as they can be, they can't make me stay inside all my life.

But I've been so tired and I felt as hibernating for a week. The week is over though, and now I want to go outside as much as I can.

"Well, I'm on a go." I declared and picked my bag from the couch where I threw it before.

"Be careful sweetly, calls us in some hours to know you're doing fine," Mom smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Yeah Mom, I always do." I mentally rolled my eyes and slipped out the door.

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Have you ever felt someone's following you but when you glance back there's no one?

I've felt that way since I left my house like five hours ago.

I decided to take the train to Manhattan and my morning was spent walking the Central Park with Danny.