Y/N POV

  I woke up in the middle of the alley, in a cold sweat. It had to be 3 AM by how dark it was. The memories from last night, well pretty much 6 hours ago, came rushing back like a splash of cold water. I couldn't believe it was true...

I killed my mother.  The cops are after me.  I'm now a fugitive on the loose.

  I grabbed the bags that I had and kept my shit moving cause there's no telling if they might pull up on you and chase you.  I walked on the streets of Maple and Kersha. This was the east side of town, where everything happens. I saw a little bit of light, so I followed and it led me to an apartment's floor level window. The TV was on and the news was on. Then, there I was. They showed scenes that explained that the police were still at my house. And were looking for a trace. Anything that would lead them to me. All I could do was shed my guilty tears.  Then, I realized I wasn't the only one on the run.

  "Rayan Lopez, accused of first degree murder, robbery, and identity theft, is now on the run. He allegedly played as an imaginary character named Lewis Barkely to search a woman named Kai Fredeen's home. When he talked with her for what seemed like hours, he lunged at her throat for her necklace and Rolex watch. Mrs. Fredeen pulled out a gun and tried to shoot him, but being unsuccessful. He was accused of putting the gun to her head and making her pull the trigger, while her hand was still on the gun. He is still being searched for."

  So, apparently I'm not alone. I started to walk away because just watching that just got me into a sick feeling. That I'm only getting out of this by being dead or in jail. Then, the infamous man himself appeared right in front of me.

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