Murderers~

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Ashley's POV

Sorry i keep doing ash. You kinda need to know what's going on with her so soon I won't be doing her POV's be patient with me.

My heart rate is slower than it should be. My hand won't stop shaking, and the black is covering my whole hand. I look around, my vision rather blurry. I've been laying here all day, motionless. Everyone else went bowling, except for Calum who was to tired to go. He sits on the opposite couch than me, playing on his phone while he lays down. "Dammit, I lost." He yells, throwing his phone on the coffee table. I don't move a muscle. "Sorry." I say in a monotone voice. "What's wrong with you, anyway?" He sighs and sits up, leaning back on the couch. I remove the pillow from my hand. He let's out a big gasp. "What the hell?" He leans forward, his eyes glued to my hand. I sit up, finally, and I stare at him. "I don't know what's going on with me..." I whisper hoarsely. "I know it's not good, because I don't feel anything anymore. Except for when this black....thing in my hand goes up more. And it's brutal." Calum blinks, and looks up at me. "Wow..." He whispers. "I know..." I look down at it slowly. He lays down again, and so do I. After about 20 minutes or so, we both fall asleep.

I wake up to something nudging my head. I slowly open my eyes, to see a double barrel pistol staring down at me. I gasp, and look up at the person holding the weapon. " you guys are hard to find. Now, Sit up, both of you!" She suddenly yells. Calum sits straight up, and so do I. Her red lipstick shimmers in the dim light. Her curly brown hair flows down her back. "Who-" "don't talk." She yells once more, making me jump. I look up at her, she's really pretty... I shouldn't be thinking that, when I could be killed. "My name is Tiffany." She says. She points both of the guns, at both of us. Calum raises his hand as if he was surrendering. "Tiffany Johansen." She flips her hair as she looks over at me. "Youre on the most wanted list, and so am I. But I need the money, so." She chuckles. "I'm going to kill you." I stare at her, my hand twitching from the endless pain in my veins. "How much is it?" Calum asks quietly, grinning a little. "Shut up. You prick." "Oh god..Calum, quit." "Also.... You know my brother, Ashley. I'm mostly just searching for him." Her voice trembles slightly, as of she's about to cry. Calum stares at her, his eyes shimmering in the dim light. She looks at the both of us, fire in her eyes, and a dragon in her soul.