Feel the Love of Her Caress, She Will Be Your Living End

009

I packed my things, no one was home. Everything was in my bags and I grabbed a few personal belongings. Deep in the closet, sat my box of records. I grabbed them and pulled them out. I added my new records and put them with the others.

Now, I stood in Ashlen's room, stealing all her money. I had about three thousand dollars. Where the hell did she get this money?

She was probably some prostitute. I giggled to my thought and shut the safe. I placed my money in my pocket and walked to the kitchen. There sat all my bags. Soon, the taxi would be here and I'd be going to the airport. I'd leave for California.

The doorbell rang. That's when I panicked.

"Cherie." I heard outside the door. The voice was familiar, but the person who had the voice didn't know I was Cherie.
I opened the door and Floyd sat his bag down.
"Cynthia told me. I'm going with you." He said and I looked shocked.
"...Really?"

The taxi pulled into the driveway and he looked at me.
"No time to explain now. Ashlen will be home in two minutes. Let's go!" He shouted and we rushed to get everything in the car.