Mystical Murder

I laid in bed with Kailee in my arms. I brushed a strand of her long hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. The sun was barley rising when I heard phone ringing off of the night stand beside her. I quickly reached over and picked it up before she woke up.

"Hello?"

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the murderer."
"Who the hell are you and why are you calling this phone?"

"It's quite simple you see. You give me my little girl, and I wwon't rant you to the cops."

"Not going to fucking happen."

"Oh really? You really think that I'm going to give up that easily? Your the one that kidnapped her, not me."

"She's twenty one years old. She's an adult now and doesn’t need her parents to take care of her anymore. Now stay the fuck away from Kailee before I smash your skull in myself."

I hung up the phone and set it down on my bed stand. I lightly shook Kailee to try and wake her up.

"Kailee, we have to get up."

"Muh!" She moaned into the pillow.

"Kailee, we have to get up now. We have a long day ahead of us."

She didn't move. I sighed. I pulled her on top of me and sat her down on my stomach, her legs straddling my sides. She just kept her head resting on my chest. I sighed once again and attempted to stand up. Looks like I need to treat her like a child again. I sat her up on the edge of the bed and thew on some boxers. I grabbed one of my shirts and one of Kaylee's bras for her to throw on. She sleepily put the bra on and I helped her slip on my shirt. I handed her the matching panties and a pair of black leggings. As she threw them on, I threw on and old Metallica shirt and dark washed skinny jeans. We both threw on our Chuck Taylors and made our way out the door. I noticed ber slightly limping and smirked. Looks like I did my job right. We climbed into my car and i dropped off the key to the motel room at the loby. I grabbed a blanket from the back seat and drapped it over Kailee.

"Get some more sleep baby girl. I'll wake you up when we stop for breakfast."

She just nodded her head. I kissed the side of her head and pulled out of the parking lot. Let's just hope that dickwad doesn’t follow us to LA, or I might just end up making one last kill.

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