I'm so sorry darling. . . His heart stopped beating.

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・Wake up C A L L ・
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Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
Don't you care about me anymore?
Don’t you care about me? I don't think so.
Six foot tall
Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead
He won't come around here anymore
Come around here? I don't think so.

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I'm so sorry darling. I didn't do the wrong thing. I know what I was thinking. His heart stopped beating. . . .

Bitch... Crossed Adam's mind as he wiped the sweat and dirt from his face. He looked around the blood soaked bedroom of his apartment. F***. Why did they do this in his bed? He wondered. Well... he had time to split town before they came looking for him. His eyes glanced towards the window. It was closed thankfully. Not that it mattered. The banshee had a loud scream, and she wouldn't shut up when he killed John doe here. He didn't know the dead man's name - and it didn't matter now.

Oh well. A new hour, a new body to hide. Two actually. This was the last time. Third times the charm? Try 13. Her unlucky number. What a concept. Well then. He pulled out a box cutter and ripped up the carpet in the room and wrapped him with it. Adam had vacuumed first of course. No one wants hairs to be found. He grabbed up John first. Tying the carpet closed with some duct tape and wire he looked at the body then around his apartment. He needed... something we weight it with. His eyes glanced out the window and he smirked instantly. He ran outside, jumped a fence and filled up two containers with concrete.

They were redoing the side walking next door - and they stepped out. They wouldn't miss it. He left the giant barrels open and connected safety wire to the top. He kissed Kara's forehead, giving her one final kiss. "You did this to yourself..." He said, staring at her body. Even as a corpse she was so elegant, so beautiful. It was a shame she was so loose and hooker-like. He let out a small sigh.

He brought the two bodies down to his car and pushed it in the back, then brought the two back breaking containers. Good. The sun was just about gone from the sky. He could go for a joy ride. The car was in the drive way, the trunk facing away from the street. Her went upstairs and ripped out the rest of the carpet from the room and put it into the back of his car.

He packed up all the cloths he needed, money, his keys, wallet, and anything else in the house he wanted to bring with him. Such as his stereo and Wii. He put his gun in the glove compartment along with all the bullet he had bought. It was out of sight. For now. He thought about anything else he wanted in the house as he looked around it. Hm... All the blood was on the rug, but all the same, he quickly ran some bleach over the floor then looked around. Oh! He opened the fridge and took out some drinks, put them in a cooler with some ice packs and all the ice cubs and ran downstairs. It was now fully dark now. About eight PM or so?

He got into his car, put his keys into the ignition and started it up. He drove out of the driveway and drove to the bridge. Walking over to the side and made sure the safety cables where functioning and tied the concrete to the carpets. He threw John in first and then his precious Kara. He sighed and as she floated down to the bottom threw in the necklace he had gotten her. It was a simple jade stone - her favorite color.

His body froze as he heard a small gasp behind him. Turning his head he saw a girl and at this point he knew his problem had just became a crisis. He turned to face her. She had no shot of out running him. She was small, petite, and quite thin. He looked at her hair as it blew in the wind. He ran track in high school and had run several marathons. The most recent 5 or so months ago. She could try to run, but no one was here at this time of night. It was now 10 because he had stopped for a bite to eat and had filled the tank up with gas. He stared into her eyes, his silvery blue eyes staring into her own - as if questioning what she was about to do.

{ OOC: Sorry if that was long xD A female is needed. This is based on the song my Maroon 5 - Wake up call LINK TO VIDEO I changed the idea to an extent. Don't ask to join ^^ But if you have any questions, let me know : D }

Her gray-green eyes stayed locked onhis. Should she run? Phone the cops? No- then they woudl kow what she had done herself. she hessitated and looked around. she looked back to him. He could be insane..... if she said 'i wont tell' he might kill her just to make sure. if she asked for help ditchign her own body he might kill her then anyway figurig she woudl kill him.

Her mind went numb. "U-uh i...." she swallowed.

Back down the road, just before the bridge was her appartment. and her currently dead stepmother. But she had desirved it. the bitch had hit her for the last time. She wasnt even aware of the blood she had on her hands and arms, or the little that had sprayed onto her face.

Shed simply picked up the closest thing in the kitchen- sheer luck it had been a knife really.

She wore shorts, and a t-shirt, no jewlary, no cell phone on her- no purse... she had only come to make sure the coast was clear to the bridge... she haddnt exspected to find anyone there- at least not ith a body of their own to dump.

His eyes fixed on her. She was.... bleeding?" His eyes easily picked up blood from habit of having to look himself over. He'd kill before, but where he grew up it was kill or be killed. It didn't help what his father was either. She was either hurt, running, or going to do what he did. That made him somewhat suspicious. Not that she could take him. Adam was over 6 feet tall, and could hold his own against this small girl.

Taking a step or two towards her, the expression on his face softened. He could see a bruise on her, and the way she was dressed in the cold night air, even in May, that she wasn't here because she wanted to be. "You ok?" He asked.

Adam had a deep voice, but it was soothing, but somewhat rough, giving him the appeal of the sexy college guy that would do anything for one thing or another. His voice tended to make woman around him melt like milk chocolate on a scorching summers day.

"I- uh..." she swallowed, taking a hessidet step back. She was young, mayybe just started highschool. The bruise on her cheek was one that was apparently just starting to heal- judging by the yellow blotches in it. The hair on the back o her neck prickedup whenshe heard a fimilar woman call her name.

The little bit of color that had been in her cheeks instantly vacated, leaving her as white as a corps herself.

A woman, holding her shoulder and a bloody knofe was stormingher way towards them, shouting out slurred insults at the girl. apparently her name was Maggie.

The young girl colapsed on the spot. "Y-your still alive?" she eeped.

"NO THANKS TO YOU YOU LITTLE WHORE!" the woman shreeked, ignoring the tall man like he was nothign but air. "I hope the police hear and get here soon-" she huffed, winded form the walk and bleeding.

The gray eyed girl had apparently hit her limits. she was trembeling on the ground covering her face with bloody hands- like that woudl make the half dead woman just disaper.

It wasnt hard to put two and two together- what had happened. this girl had obviously thought she killed the woman in some sort of self defence- the womand had called the cops then comeafter her.

And so is life.

Adam ran past the woman and punched her. The knife fell from her hand and she heard noise. Someone was going to hear this, and whereas it wasn't the girl's fault, (even though it was), he wasn't going to get caught for her. Punching the woman again. He took the knife, cutting her throat with enough force to server her vocal cords. He hit her neck, which instantly caused her to stop moving, fall and possible die from shock and blood loss. Dragging her to his car, he pulled her into an alley and grabbed something from his car, pulling cloths from it.

"Put these on now, and don't tell me your shy." And he started to remove her clothing behind the car, getting the parts that had blood on them. Taking out the knife the woman had, he gently cut her hand, letting the blood drip onto her shirt which he'd removed letting her wear some of his cloths. "They'll think you got hurt too." Throwing the cloths at the mother, he set them on fire, as well as her body, but never let his eyes leave the girl, named Maggie.

Taking her hand, he forced her into the car, hit a button on the dash board.

Adam had many talents, including engineering. he'd once been excepted to Yale for medicine. Turned out well, huh? The bottom caused the license plate to flip to another fake one which was a sterile one, safe even. Speeding off, he looked behind him, just now hearing sirens. He made it to the high way, got into the high speed lane, and floored it, letting out a sigh.

Adam never undersdtood why men would hurt woman, because no one deserved it, but... when woman did it to one another it made him angrier, especially when one woman was the mother - which he assumed this woman was.

"Are you... ok?" He asked slowly.

maggie shook her head, trembeling form top to bottom. she had changed quickly and not argued with the man. She haddnt fought him when he threw her into the car- and luckily she haddnt opened her eyes to watch him finis off her step mom.

She swllowed and sniffled- realising she was crying. she wasnt sad the woman was dead... she was simply scared "T-thank you." she mannaged to eep out, glancing into the side view mirror. to her suprise- no cops were following them.

Slowly she became aware of the pain throwing in the palm of her hand. she looked downand frowned, licking her palm so as not to get blood on the interior of the mans car.

Words faield her- all of them seeming to have just slipped out of her head for the moment. she didnt know what to say or do- what he had planned, if he had anythign planned at all... or who he was.

Finally she desided to at least show common curtisy. "I'm maggie." she said softly. Now that her voice wasnt cracking form fear- it was supricingly light. not highpitched and creeeky like alot of young girls, but infact sounded very mature. Sweet- but not what one woudl call seductive.

Adam leaned back in his seat, on hand on the wheel,, and he seemed very relaxed. "I gathered that when she was screaming at you." He looked at her for a few seconds. "Your welcome..." he said slowly, not sure what else to saw. Closer, and in a bit of light, he could now see the bruise on her face, and reached out to touch it gently.

His hands were far warmer than her skin was, and she was cold to the touch. "There's a hoodie in the backseat you can wear." He said, reaching under his seat and grabbing a first aid kit. Being late and a week day, not to mention the highway, little people were out, so he was a bit more reckless than normal. Not that he swerved. he was good at driving and doing other things, and purposefully put things in his car where he could get them without causing an accident.

Opening the white and red kit, he took out some Neosporen, and a large hand band aid. "I cut my hands fixing my car all the time. Here." He said, handed them to her. He didn't have the time to pull over and do it himself. Looking over at her, he bit his lip. She was pretty, but he wasn't stupid, he knew she was much younger than her.

"If... you have anywhere else I can take you..." he said quietly. "Another family member... or..."

Again she shook her head as she getly squeezed the neo sporin out, awkardly working with her right hand. "Thats why i got landed with my step mom in the first place..." she said. "Closest living relative i have is in sweeden somewhere." she said softly as she opened the bandaid, awkardly putting it on.

She was left handed. She had stabbed her step mother in the left shoulder and wasnt good with her right so it was easy to tell.

She turned in her seat and grabbed the hoodie from the back and put it on, muttering a quiet and feebel thank you again. she was tired now that the adrenaline wasnt pumping through her. He had told her to kick off her shoes since they had blood on them- so being shoeless didnt help her tempurture any. "I have a bank acount with some money in it if you would like." she said, not sure what would happen next. "I mean- its mine and hers- she normaly only buys booze so there should be a couple Gs..."

Adam bit his lip. "We need to drain it before they freeze the account. Burning her will make it a while before they identify her. You can take it out..." He leaned into the backseat and pulled something out which belonged to his girlfriend. He liked petite woman, and it was just a preference of small. he liked being able to hold woman smaller than him, and his height made almost all woman smaller than him.

Not to mention he'd been with Kara since High school, and did things for her that almost cost him his life more than once. It was a moment of weakness. He loved her, and he always would.

Throwing her the shirt, he sighed. "You'll go alone. They'll know something is wrong if I do it." Looking at her, he sighed. "We'll go to an ATM." He pulled out her step mother's wallet, with her cards. "Come on." He took the next exercise. he had an excellent sense of direction. Going to the ATM, he pulled her over to him. The front seat wasn't separated and was together. Sliding her over, her put her in the driver seat, but did it in a way the camera would have a hard time seeing. He sighed. "Go ahead." he said, pushing her forehead. "I'll take you to get cloths in the morning." He shrugged, but meant not for her to pay for it. Taking the money was just so she could have it. It was for her not him...

He had something against making woman buying their own things. He had a habit of spoiling them and buying them a lot of very expensive things.

She nodded. "Okay." she said.

She quietly got out and put the card into the ATM. she hit chekcing and cleared out as much as it woudl let her. 1000 cash. she put the card in again and hit savings, taking out another 1000. she got back in the car. "theres still 2000 left in the checking and 3 in the savings... atm only let me take out 2000 total." she said handing him the money and the card.

She was on auto piolet. she wasnt used to handeling oney- especialy in that large amount.

If there was another ATM near by she woudl take out another 2000, giving them 4000 before the bank woudl freeze the card. She had seen her step monther do it when he father died.

"If theres anywhere with a casino near by it wont be questioned if i claer out the account totaly." she pointed out playing with the bottom of her shirt.

She was too thin- which made her look even smaller. a little meat on her bones and she woudl be even more attractive. Minuse te bruising and she could pass for 18.

Adam's hand gently moved some hair from her face and he smiled at her. "Don't worry about it. I know how to clear accounts." He said, grinning at her. The law never really applied to him - or... he didn't think so.

Driving off, he put the money on the seat for now. Pulling over, he counted it and thought. "it's sequential..." He said, biting his lip. Thinking it over, he looked up at the ceiling of the car, then at the moon. "Ok... We need to withdraw smaller amounts." he said, rubbing the back of his head. "Come with me." He drove to an ATM he knew, got out of the car with her, and grabbed a small black box which had wires in it. Walking over with her, he pulled up his hood, and cut a wire with his multi tool, which knocked out the camera. His car couldn't be seen.

He made her stay behind so they would have a hard time guessing his height. Having her come over, he hooked the black box to the machine, and started to type on it, but was in a series on 1's and 0's.

Binary.

The language of the machine. Soon, all the money in the account came out, in random bills, not just 100's, but 20's, 50's, some 100's, and even a few 10's and a 5'.

Taking the card, he wiped it down with an alcohol cleaner from the first aid kit, and ran a magnet across the back of it. The account was empty, so now the card was void and couldn't be used. Grabbing the money, he took his cracker with him, put it in his car, closed the trunk, had her get in and drove off.

"This must... really suck for you." He said slowly, unsure what to do. He'd been in foster care and knew what could happen, and didn't want to just dump her to get abused and hurt. "What do you want?" He asked, watching her. "What do you want me to do for you?" He asked, touching her cheek gently. Leaving her somewhere when she could identify him, wouldn't help, and he felt obligated to protect her.

That why he lashed out. he was protecting her. He felt obligated to. He HAD to.

She was a woman, young, helpless, abused, pained, untrusting. He wanted to help her out, but he had to make sure that he didn't end up hurting her. He was much older, and didn't want to end up in prison for kidnapping or rape. Seemed like a bad way to go down. The first ones to die in prison where the child rapists.

"I'll protect you... if that's what you really want."

She blinked at him, blushing slightly when he touched her cheek. she bit her lip and looked down. "I woudl be very greatful...." she said. "If you let he tag along.... I wont be aburden- I promice. And Ill pay my own way." she said.

'I'll protect you...'

She had never heard those words directed at her before. as much as she wanted to have heard them.

"Im already a teenager- so its not like anyone would adopt me... besides-" she wiped her eyes. "I wouldnt trust any of those sleeze bags whore just in it for a monthly check..."

Her skin was warmer now- finaly not like ice. She still needed clothes, and some food would probobly do the girl well. but she haddnt asked for anything. Odd concitering he had technicly kidnapped ehr- yet she offered him money.

Odder still how she felt completly safe in the car with him.

"I don't really expect you to give me any of that money. I made you take it out for you." He shrugged. "And you can do what you want with it. But I'll buy you cloths." He smiled at her, and it was a sweet, sincere, drop dead breath taking smile. "All the same, I've been through foster care, and know how it works, it's not worth sending you to to get out in a few years." he glanced at her, then at some signs coming up.

"you hungry?" He asked, because he was starting to get hungry. He was a lot because of his height and metabolism. "I don't know what you like, but I'll buy you anything." He shrugged. "I'm not picky when it comes to just about anything." He glanced at her, slightly worried about her appearance. "But we should get you some cloths now." Glancing at the clock, he knew of a few stores they could go to, whom the owners of which he knew well enough to know they wouldn't call the police even seeing the amber alert if and when there was one.

"Which do you want first, cloths or food?" He asked. "But... cloths means we could go to a restaurant or something. And it wouldn't seem like I was hurting or kidnapped you." He rubbed the back of his head. "And it's chilly, you DO need cloths." He shrugged. "Do... you have a particular store you like...?" He questioned. They had a few days before they had to get as far away as possible, and he could through 4 or 5 states in 3 days if he had to.

[XD what states have you riven through? It takes a day to get through 5]

"Clothes makes more sence." she admitted after letting him argue with himself.

She didnt dare ask how the owners knew him- for some reason she wasnt sure if she wanted to know.

"walmarts cheap. So is JC penny. either of those would work fine." she said.

She still only wore his hoodie and shirt, her shorts having been spared from the fire luckily.

Her gray green eyes looked out the window to view the town. She haddnt left that hell hold of a city in years. No matter how horrible ther sercomstances were- she was glad to finaly be out.

Adam turned to look at her. "Yeah, but it's whatever you want." he said, leaning back in his chair. "But we'll go to the mall. I know people there. he drove to the mall and parked his car in front of the loading docks, then looked her over. "Small..." He said, thinking it over. "About what size jeans to do wear?" he questioned. "One or a two, right?" He said, getting out of the car.

"It's faster if I go in alone. I don't want anyone to see you hurt, and you have blood on you still. I'll find a hotel you can take a shower and change." he said, knocking on the door. It slid open and someone looked out of it, grabbed his hand, muttered something. They went inside for less than five minutes, and Adam came back out with two other guys and boxes of what appeared to be clothes.

One of them was shorter than Adam, and had blonde hair. "Look out for yourself... you know shit like this can land you." He looked towards the girl and smiled, going back into the store. "Watch your back!" he waved and Adam got into the car.

Maggies gray-green eyes followed the man back to the door before looking down.

When adam got back in the car she looked over at him. "If Im a burden you dont need to bring me along." she said, tough it was too late for that. she knew that much.

She looked tired and ready for a meal and shower. wile neither of them had slept she was younger. and there was no telling if she slept normaly.

The mans words hung in her head. she was a risk for adam. And even though he seemed nice enough- shehad watchedhim toss two dead bodies over the bridge... who was to say he wouldnt just get rid of her like that too?

Adam sighed, turning to face her. "Where would I leave you?" He asked, starting his car, the sound of which was almost silent. "You have no family, no where to go, you don't want me to leave you with anyone? Do you just want me to abandon you somewhere? I don't do things like that." He shifted in his seat and drove off. "He said that in reference to if they figure out who your mother was.... not to mention when you don't show up for school. They'll be an Amber alert out on you, and I'll be your kidnapper."

Something about her worried him. He wanted to protect her, he needed to for one reason or another - but why? He felt his obligation that she was his responsibility. "Why... did you try to kill her?" He knew the outline of the answer, but not the answer itself. "Did she hurt you, or did she get a boyfriend that did." Even though they looked different, that woman could have still been her mother.

She chukled. its kind of a cinderella story. Only cinderella fought back." she said looking out the window. "She was my step mother. after my father passed all she did was get drunk and hit me.... she had a broken bottel in her hand and was comming at me- so i grabbed the closest thing i could to defend myself with... I just lucked out that it was a knife..." she said.

"My stepbrothers no better- he stops by about once every other week, but he was over yesterday morning. so he wont be for a while... and I took online classes- so teachers wont exactly notce im missing." she shifted.

Adam looked at her and sighed. "Reminds me of my father..." He said, shaking his head. "I want to protect you, and I don't know why..." He said slowly. "I need to protect you..." He added, turning to face her. "I can't explain why, but I feel no need to hurt woman, and I never have. I find it inhuman." He shrugged his shoulder. "But I promise I won't hurt you."

He got back onto the highway, and started to drive. He needed to get out of this state and into another one over night. Just in case. They where near the boarder. He could get a hotel for the night. They could both shower, and could eat what room service brought. He knew which hotels had good food by now. He spent a lot of time in them when he was running.