The psycho Kidnapper (H.S.)

Misunderstanding

Previously on The Psycho Kidnapper,

That was' the only sound heard before  loud and rough clapping echoed through the street bouncing off the building walls slowly fading away.

The time came...
The time I had been waiting for...
It was him teasing me....
But soon it will be me teasing him...

Now,

Looking around the street it was hard to spot out who and where the clapping had come from, the cold night giving me more goosebumps than there already was, the gently stream off water soon turn into loud and obnoxious crashes as the lights started flickering off and on until everything went black, only noise left was my breathing which was quickly rising as the scary claps got louder.

I start placing around hurriedly as I place my shakey hands infront of me signaling defense, rapidly looking around the street I notice the claps stopped and the waves slowed but the lights where still out.

He was playing games with me?.

As sneaky as possible I creep around the brown bricked building form the outside it seemed like a government building, but I wouldn't know because I'm too busy stuck up with life that worrying about the government didnt concern me.

As I place my back on the wall I feel the little indents of the bricks pushing on my skin causing the place to numb from the force being applied, and I wait... whoever the clapping belonged to was definitely a built man or even women because of the rough sounding echoes.

It could be him... but it also can not...

"BoOoOo". That was him trying to scare me. I thought I would be worse maybe hes not as skilled as I thought?

I wait more, I wait for the face ignoring the sounds he's making to mess with my head, but soon the lights came on and there he stood infront of me.

"AhaHaHaHa, you should of seen the look on your face, I'm crying IM FUCING CRYYING. Your so pathetic....". The person who I thought was standing infront of me was Harry the actual person standing infront of me was the kid I rescued a couple of years ago and became like best friends with holding a bag of chips and a flashlight.

I quickly get back into my cool act pushing away the thought that I just shit my pants, might have been diarrhea from the smoked salmon and chillie the police station had served before I got into the argument with James. Totally joking.

I stare at him for a good minute as he shifts uncontrollably keeping his eyes away from my now intense glare.

" BLAKE, your so dead when we get home, WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE ". He was my prized possession he was my child, but not actually. I rescued him from one of Harry's men a few years back and that was pretty much the only real Encounter I had with Harry. So without him I wouldn't be me,also you get used to it when that person  lives in your house. I was surprised he wasn't there when I was with J. Probabably at Crisets house playing games.

"I came here to give you chips, investigating is a hard job so I thought you might want some doritos, did I do bad?". He snapped me out my thoughts but that didnt stop me from being beyond pissed except the worrying part which lifted up my mood and as goosebumps went away and I relaxed but soon returned when a snapping of a twig was heard close by and I realized that one of my most prized possession was going to suffer because of me.

His innocent eyes won't be able to take the horrific things that Harry will do to make me talk if he catches us. Hes only 9 and yes I have a 9 year old at my house that I call a bestfriend dont fuck with me, anyways hes just a little kid in a big wrold. Froget about Harry he freaks out when he gets a paper cut and faints half the time, sometimes I feel bad for not telling him that I run a gang and look at dead bodies for a living but it's the best thing to do when he's gentle as a flower petal.