A Murderer's Relationship (BOY X BOY)

Chapter 2: Packing up

"Daaaaaaniel. I'm back." I walk in his office and see nobody. His desk has a paper written, "Sam, fuck off. I'm not here." Where have you gone, Danny? I give him a call. "Sam. Didn't I say to fuck off?" "Yeah, but I was wondering where you went. I need my payment... Danny." I'm really starting to think that you're a full on psycho, Sam." "And why is that, Danny?" "One, you kill people because you love the feeling of adrenaline. Two, you're tempted to piss me off, when I can easily kill your ass. And three, you're so calm all the time." He lists."You never answered my question." I'm still curious as to where he is. "I'm doing something, alright. Your payment is in the top right drawer. Now please leave me alone." "Okay, Da-" Before I can say 'Danny' he hangs up. I look in the drawer and see a stack of money. $165? Must of been extra dollars since it was for his friend. I take the money and walk out.

About two hours pass and offer a call from Daniel. "Hello?" "Sam, where are you?" "My place. Why?" Daniel has a worried, yet pissed tone in his voice. "Fuck. Okay, Sam. Listen. I need you to hurry and go to my office. Get a big bag, and put absolutely everything important in it. If there is more room, shove everything else you can into the bag until it's full." "Okay. I got a bag. I'm headed over now. What the fuck is going on?" "I pissed someone off. Now they're headed to my office to steal everything. But it don't give a shit, as long as everything important is with someone else that I semi-trust." I don't want to make a joke, knowing how serious this actually is. "I'm at your office. Anything in particular you want me to grab first?" "Just grab the money and all of the files. Take out the hard drive in the computer and put it in the bag. Now break the computer." I paused for a moment, but unplugged it and smashed it on the floor. "Okay. Now look in the last drawer. There is another hard drive. Grab that. Now just grab everything else. Call me when you're done." He hung up and I just start grabbing all the shit it see and toss it in the bag.

I call Daniel back. "I'm done." "Alright. Now go somewhere far from here. Now." He hangs up again and I rush out the door. I can't go somewhere public. Maybe out of state? I start my car and start driving. Yeah, I'll go out of state. I'll stay at a hotel. Shit. Daniel. I call Daniel to see if he wants to come. "What is it, Sam?" " Well, I'm going out of state to... hide your stuff, I guess. Do you want to come?" "I kinda have to deal with some people. Just keep the bag and yourself safe." Don't make a joke, don't make a joke, don't fucking make a fucking joke you fucking idiot. "Okay." I hang up before I could say anything stupid, like, "Aw, you care about me?"

2:57 am. I've been driving for 3 hours. Incoming Call: Dan "What is it?" I ask in a tired voice. "What state are you headed to?" "Utah." "That's going to take 6 damn hours. But whatever, I know someone who lives there. I'll send you the address. Tell him you work with me. You can stay with him until it's safe to come back. If he's not there, there's a key buried under one of the big rocks." "What if-" "Look, If something happens, call me. I don't feel like dealing with 'what if's'." He interrupts. "Okay, boss man." He hangs up and sends me the address.