Parker pov:

I know I'm a guy, but I started crying. Two dead bodies in a trunk and another dead girl on the ground. The girl with the dark-brown hair, kind of megan fox look-alike, turned to me.

"Your not freaking serious right. Crying? Grow up!"

"But you just killed a girl" I sobbed.

She gave me a teasing look. "She wasn't just 'A' girl. She was my best friend. But she was cheating on me with you people. She's mine. Nobody can hang with her except for me."

I stared at her as if she was the biggest psychopath ever. She came over to me and rapped her arms around me. I shiverd but I didn't struggle. Because she had a gun and rather stay alive.

"Aawh.. poor little boy" She whisperd motherly.

What is up with this chick? Is she having her period? These moodswings are crazy..

She suddenly let go of me and pulled her gun out. She pointed it at the girls.

"Bury the bodies. But leave Charlie. She's MINE. And so is this adorable cute boy" She pinched my cheek.

I started to feel sick. What is she going to do with me...?