42nd Country Road

Who Are You?

"What do you want?" I said, I turned around going dark. I was facing the man that went crazy earlier.

"You messed up my murder," He said, glaring down at me with his black eyes. I grabbed the barrel and yanked the gun out of his hands. I stood up and walked towards him. He started to back up.

"I messed up your murder?" I almost yelled, "I am dark, I am crazy, I am the same as you and you think I messed up your murder?"

"Yes," he yelled. I grabbed his throat, and smiled crookedly.

"Better be quiet, Lisa's asleep upstairs and if you wake her, you will never get the chance to kill again," I said. I let go of his throat allowing him to breath. I pulled in breath and went normal.

"Who the hell are you?" he said in fear. I grabbed his hair and pulled it back.

"I'm your worst nightmare," I said. I shoved him back and threw the gun at him. I stood up and walked into the kitchen leaving him on the floor. I grabbed a dagger out of the drawer. I spun and threw it behind me. I hit the gun out of his hand. I walked over and grabbed the black steel gun off the floor.

"How did you..." he said

"I have my ways," I replied, I pulled out the cartridge and dumped the bullets. The thru the cartridge and chucked a dagger at it. The dagger found its place in the side of the little black box.

"Test me again," I said, "I dare you" He ran out the front door. Leaving it wide open. I went up up and closed the door.

"What the hell is wrong with me," I whispered to myself. I turned around and looked at the counter. Jack was still out cold. I went over and put his arm around my shoulder. I dragged him over to the couch. I laid him down and put a blanket around him. All of a sudden I heard Lisa scream. I ran upstairs, into her room. I burst into her room, knife in hand. She ran to my legs holding tight onto them.

"Lisa what's wrong?" I said kneeling down to her. She wrapped her little arms around my neck. Her sniffles filled my ears.

"I-I had a bad dream," She whimpered.

"Would you like to sleep with me?" I asked her, stroking her hair. She nodded. I picked her up and walked to my room. I opened the door quietly to see Mark facing the window, still asleep. I set Lisa down on the bed. I then crawled in next to her.

"You okay now, Lisa?" I asked. She nodded in response and started to suck her thumb.

"Do you want to here a story?" I asked her. She nodded again., "Well, before I met you I lived in a house, with Mark and Jack. We used to watch movies and..."

"What's a movie?" Lisa questioned

"A movie is a moving picture," I said.

"Really?" She asked

"Yes," I replied with a smile, "So, after we watched the movies, we would go outside and sit and look at fireflies. Do you know what those are?"

"No," She replied

"Well, fireflies and little bugs that light up," I said.

"They light up?" She asked, in amazement

"Isn't that cool?" I said

"Yes...very," She said drifting into sleep.

"Goodnight, Lisa," I said.

"Goodnight..." She said drifting into sleep. She cuddled close to me. I held her tightly making sure she felt safe. I fell asleep to shallow little breaths.