FLOWERS

Buddleia davidii

Marvin's car pulled up into the dorm parkinglot at noon on the dot. He had acsidently hit a cat crossing the road and the evidence of it on his tire was still present. He already had a cigarette pertruding from his mouth, still unlit, as he waited pastiently for the two phsyco lovers to meet him at their agreed destination. If Marvin was being honest to them about his urges, he would tell them about the world that he was about to take them to. He would tell them about the promise he had made to himself as he watched his father die in the ICU. He would tell them about how many times he had put a needle into his arm and how many times he saw hell in its every detail as the high of heroin overcame his every molecule, leaving him a sack of flash and organs slouched on a couch in a house that he had never been to. He would tell him about the time he stood on the edge of a bridge and pondered about what choice he should make. Pondered if life was worth it. He would tell them about walking in on his mother in her most vulnerable state and having a love afair with her that no one should ever even consider. But no, he would not tell them that. He would keep inside where it belonges. He would smoke the unlit cigarette until it fell from his dead lips onto the cold concrete. He would drive his taxi anywhere but where he was. Anywhere but where he had to remember.

So, as he saw Lilly and Sam, hand in hand, making their way into his car, hy pushed his thoughts deep into his mind and put on his carasmatic lie of a smile. "Hey kiddos! Glad you made the right choice. I hope this adventure makes us great friends."

They both jumped into the backseat with only one suitcase of luggage between them. That's all they needed. "Marvin!" Sam cheered excitedly as he jumped into the car. "How are you doing, you crazy bastard!"

Marvin, surprized by the sudden change in character, belowed joyously, "WELL! Aren't we in a good mood today?!"

"The best i've ever been in, Marvin. Honestly, I've never felt more myself in my life." Sam smiled from ear to ear. "I am so happy."

"Well, in that case, where are we off to today lady and gent?" Marvin looked at them through the reflection of the rearview mirror.

Lilly shrugged and rested her head on the love of her life.

Sam thought for a moment and then shook his head. "I could care less, Marv. Dealers choice."

"Ah, my favorite kind of choice." Marvin pulled the car into gear and the three drove off into nowhere.

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"A string of murders at Ohio State university in the last few days leaves family's in dispair and students affraid for there lives. ⅛ of the student body has dropped out or has considered it, survie shows. Does this mean the end of one of the biggest universities in America? And what of the victims of these crimes? Peggy Andrews, Todd Baily and Jeana Ward, all found murdered in their respective dorm rooms, and two unaccounted for students, Lilly Edwards and Sam , all being linked two white masked killers that have been spotted around campus, as well as being the reason for Miss Edwards's hospitalization just days before her disapearence. Niether of their bodies have yet been found. This string of cases have seemed to be linked to who is being called Alonzo the Great.

"At the same time these killings have been taking place, the Columbus Police Department shooting is being called into question, as the killer, Miss Betty Bowler, has been taken into custody, but her actions are showing some evidence of reason. As before she was considered to be mentally unstable, this photo has been peiced back together shawing who is claimed to be Alonzo the Great and behind him, 11 year old, Collin Bowler, the shooters nephew, being tortured on a tall metal pole. This was at first thought to have been faked, but after some investigation, a deleted video from which the picture was derived from, along with deleted footage of Lilly Edwards and Sam in seperate interviews, both discussing Alonzo and his hold on their lives, the police realised Betty Bowler might not actually be lying.