Gang leaders heart.

I looked at him wide eyed "didn't take much to find you after I let you run after that I found your apartment, then when it was empty all I had to do was start digging into you as a person and then after that I looked for any named that matched your past that just came to life in a short wile, but nothing then Alex Snow came up one day in a hospital for saving some kid from a gun man and I thought that it was weird she had no past and how close it was to his name." He said his eyes looking behind me and for the first time in four months I wasn't being paranoid there was someone behind me and his name was Alexander Snow.

It happened over four months ago.

I don't know when it happened, but my once black sweatshirt was covered in paint and sweat as I started running the cop cars crying after me this wasn't the first time cops wanted my ass and if I had my way it wouldn't be the last. Twisting through the alleyways jumping over fences, throwing things behind me knowing it would slow down any cops running behind me slowly the cry's died down but I couldn't stop running not until I was safely behind closed doors. My lungs slowly dying out begging for air but my feet demanding to run more my ears were burning I couldn't hear anything except my heart beat my face burning as the cold wind slapped me over and over again and I felt arms around me pulling me behind a door into an unknown dark room I let my other seances kick in I could hear feet my own grunts and shallow breathing I could smell dirt and something like blood I felt the person around me his body moving up and down breathing his breath fawning down her neck warm one arm holding me to him and the other on my mouth keeping me from yelling but not from biting them. "Ay you fucker!" The voice said pushing me away my body not ready for the action now laying on the floor my ribs screaming in pain at the harsh impact some of my hair falling out of the messy bun behind my hood my breath becoming more ragged. "I'm bleeding." The voice said bring me back into reality of being taken by a mystery person with fear flowing through my blood I pushed myself up and started running again but this time slower "oh I don't think so." The voice said pushing me back in the ground with in seconds "would you stop running!" The voice said "God when he said to catch the painter he didn't say how damn fast a little boy would be." Boy? Boy?! He thought I was a boy? I knew I had small breasts and it didn't help that I had on a baggy sweatshirt an a pair of ripped lose jeans my face was covered with a mask and my hair pulled back but still "excuse me?" I was able to squeeze out under his large frame "boy? I'm a girl." I said letting it clear I was in pain being pressed flat onto a floor, there was a long pause be I was being pulled into the air by my arms and pushed onto a wall the guy looking me over "and you are the one who's been painting the whole bloody town?" I nodded unsure what to make of him he seemed unsure pulling my hands up into the light he could see black paint under my nails, nails that were painted pink he could see how small and thin my hands were and the old wedding ring on my left hand next he ripped off my mast he looked deep into my ice blue eyes as I looked deeper into his dark blue eyes then to his bags under his eyes his small nose and hard jawline his soft lips a scratch on his right cheek. I knew what he was looking at a thin face with dead ice blue eyes soft parted lips that didn't seem to smile my eyelids would close ever so softly then like forever opened again only to show no emotions besides hate and sorrow he would see a shell of what was once a girl but now a body that has given up on hope. "what do you want." I said trying to free myself from his grasp "I've been asked to find you and take you back with me but..." He paused looking around "maybe I'll find you a different day, Alexander can wait a few more days but I'd run if I were you and run far because I won't let you escape me a second time." The cell that was his arms let me go and without a second thought I ran.