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Four: Can I Endure Some More? PT 2

They were dead.

Their souls lifting from the bodies, entering that beautiful place called Heaven.

Not once did they say goodbye to me but I knew deep down that I didn't need the words.

I ran and ran, the tears falling down my face.

Why was I here?

Upon all honestly, how could I be still living?

The wailing sirens of the police zoomed by along with the ambulance heading to the house.

It was in their hands now.

But I'll be the one who is forever haunted by their deathly faces.

Though I went pass my apartment building, I carried on walking.

The tears had stopped, everything I felt was numb and cold.

Strangers stared at me with frowns or darting their eyes away the instant I looked at them.

I wandered through many streets, unaware of time and the increasing amount of clouds blocking the sun.

Somehow I was heading towards a abounded warehouse but suddenly stopped frozen on the spot.

A police car sat there, two men got out.

One of them had a gun, chills ran down my spine.

I stared at the poor officer, he must have been kidnapped by this evil man.

Then his phone rang, he answered asking what would happen next.

To my horror, the officer was talking back with a warped voice instead of his own.

I gasped out loud but luckily enough they didn't hear me.

The man looked at the officer in pure terror as the officer turned around to take off a wig and a stuck on moustache.

For a moment, I was stunned of how good-looking this man was.

But he had a cruel and unsettling presence about him that made me think twice.

Suddenly he stuck a injection in the man's throat, uttering something I couldn't quite make out.

The man was frozen stiff as he put on a sack over his face and dragged him away.

I watched them both disappear inside the old warehouse with a almightly slam of the door.

Trembling with fear, I dashed towards the police car and got in.

Luckily enough there was a radio I could use.

"Hello, is anyone there?" I asked, my voice breaking.

"Is that you Detective?" A woman asked me.

"No, this is Natalie Harrison. I've just seen someone kidnap a man!" I cried.

"Alright madam, calm down. Why are you in a police officer's car?"

"Because he must have been driving it!"

"Okay okay, you must be calm!"

I was getting angry with this woman.

"Look, this guy might come out and get me! I saw him stick a injection in someone!" I snapped.

"Where are you?" She sighed.

"I'm by a abounded building, can't see the name but I'm sure you have a tracking thing to find this car!" I explained.

Hearing her click on the computer keys, a gasp came out.

"I'll get someone there on the dot!" She said.

"Thank you!" I cried, putting back the radio.

Without waiting for a another second, I got out of the car and ran for my life.

Safely in my apartment, I hid under the covers waiting for any news appear on the TV.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips, today was a ongoing hell that just didn't seem to end.

Then, I saw it.

"Police were called to a old abounded warehouse to discover the gruesome remains of a man who they can now name as Clarence J Darby, the man who ten years eariler was in court for the brutal killings of Louise and Abigail Shelton. Police were also called for the mysterious deaths of Eleanor and Ben Harrison who were found in their beds early this afternoon but strangely they were called by the same woman's voice only a hour and a half apart. They will be tracking her while invistaging the murders. Now on with the weather..."

I shot up in alarm, where was she that laid on the staircase?

She died in my arms!

I swear it!

Not only that but they know my voice.

Cold and nasty shivers ran down my spine, it would be any second now and I could be arrested!

For what though?

I didn't murder anyone.

Only being there at the wrong place at the wrong time.

I buried myself deeply under the covers, letting fearful tears flow down my face.

How much more could I take?

"We had just some breaking news..." The newswoman said.

I threw off the covers to study her face, waiting for it.

"Police have arrested a suspect for the gruesome murders of Clarence J Darby and Rupert Ames. Thirty-nine year old Clyde Shelton was taken from his home early this evening where they discovered him naked and did not put up a fight. He will be questioned tomorrow morning."

Showing the footage of his arrest made me scream in terror.

He was the man I saw!

Green mysterious eyes, a long sharp nose, perfect lips and his body was well worked out in a tight pair of jeans.

God, he was beautiful yet menacing!

Though I was glad for him being caught, I couldn't deny how handsome he was.

Turning away from the television screen, my eyes fell on the front door which all the sudden was broken down.

Armed police men were shouting and screaming at me to get off the bed so I could put my hands in the air.

Strangely taken by the way Clyde did it, I stood up revealing my nudity before them.

"Put some clothes on, woman!" Shouted one of them that came towards me.

He wore a tailored suit with brown eyes staring directly into mine.

Without a moment's pause, I put on a vest, shorts and flat shoes.

"Come with me, Natalie Harrison. We need you to be questioned at the police station." He said, calmly.

I nodded my head, swallowing my fear.

"Who are you?" I asked before we moved.

"My name is Nick Rice and I will help you no matter what." He replied with a small smile.

I gave him one back, then I followed him along with the other officers out of my apartment.

Author's Note: Hope You Enjoy This Chapter, The Next One Should Be Up Very Soon!