The next day in the car, we drove south towards Miami, I planned to hide out there where I wouldn't be recognized. She was unconscious in the back seat, hey I had to knock her unconscious she wouldn't stop arguing with me and I snapped. I liked the quiet. She'd wake up soon and I would have to be nice and try to keep my cool. To my surprise she didn't wake up until two hours later, first groaning and grumbling and then she sat up and yawned. "Fuck what happened last night, I feel like I've been smacked over the head with a damn brick or something.. What the hell did you hit me with, Thor's hammer?! Jesum! First you kidnapp me against my will, then you knock me unconscious with whatever you decided to use... What did you use anyway?... Never mind! Don't tell me! I don't want to know." She cried. "Would you shut the hell up for like two damn minutes! It's bad enough I've got the cops on my ass, I don't need you there too. Just be quiet so my head doesn't explode." I growled. "You're a real ass you know that? No wonder no girls liked you, oh wait you killed them no wonder!" She snorted. "I swear to fucking god if you don't shut you damn mouth I'm gonna pull this damn vehicle over and duct tape that pretty little mouth of yours shut tight." I growled and I turned on the radio. She huffed under her breathe and then kept quiet. But not for long. "Where are we going?" She asked like three minutes later. I sighed and took a deep breathe. "Not to paradise if that's what you thinking princess, I'm trying to hide away not expose myself to attention. One slip up and I'm screwed. They'll send me to jail if they find me. Jail. Do you even know what jail is like?! Jail is a nasty, scum ridden place where your one wall away from your worst fucking nightmare, you're lucky if you make it out alive, if the law doesn't kill you, someone in jail will try to." I snapped. "I know what jail is I'm not an idiot, I didn't ask to tag along on this damn road trip... I was forced!" She cried. "Don't make me use the damn duct tape..." I snarled. Suddenly the car came to stop and smoke came out from underneath the hood of the car. "Damn it! Stupid piece of shit overheated!" I snarled as I got out and opened the hood as the smoke filled my lungs and clouded my face and head. "Looks like we're gonna have to hitch a ride sweetcheeks." I said as I got her out of the car and walked along the side of the road with my jacket in hand. "why can't we just go stay at one of those abandoned houses over there?" She asked me. "Cause those houses could be filled with dangerous people, people way more dangerous than me." I said as I pulled her close. "How come you haven't killed me already?" She asked. "How come you never shut up?" I retorted. "Ass." She mumbled. "Yeah, yeah I've been called worse." I said as I sighed. Suddenly the car stopped and shook as it came to stop, I had realized we had ran out of gas. "No another problem! This stupid piece of crap!" I growled kicking it. She laughed and my face went red with anger. "What's so funny?" I snarled. "Nothing.." She said as she looked away. "That's what I thought." I growled as I walked off from the car and she followed behind me. "Where do we go now?" She asked me. "We could always camp out in the alleyway." I suggested playfully. "Hell no! I'm not sleeping in an alley!" She whined. "You'll sleep where we end up or I'll punish you." I growled. Suddenly the interviewer stopped me. "Woah, what did you mean when you said punish? Were you actually gonna harm her? Did you ever hurt her?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "No of course not! I loved her..." I said as my eyes filled with tears. "You really do have a caring side to you. I can see that." The interviewer said as he looked at me. "She meant the world to me, and now she's gone.." I said as I hung my head down and shed a tear. "You've got to be kidding me, we're not staying one minute in this dump! I mean look at those shudders, they're hideous." She complained. "This is all I could find, so be greatful, at least we have somewhere warm and dry to spend our time." I snarled as I sat down on the ground. "Couch or Bed?" I asked her. "Bed.. What the hell is that?! Holy shit, thank god it's just a kitty cat it scared the heck out of me." She cried. I laughed and smiled. "Looks like a whole room of them, they must be strays.." I said as she gasped happily. "Holy crap there's like 100's of them! Kitty family!" She cried happily as she flopped down on the bed and the cats came up on the bed and all cuddled next to her, the rest climbed under the blankets to keep warm and even cuddled together. I had to admit it was pretty cute, but we couldn't keep them. "I even promised her, if I got out I would buy her, a building and make it a cat home.. With furniture and heat, all sorts of cat things and beds. I'd even make us a room." I said as I sighed. Suddenly a shouting guy brought us out of our conversation. A few guards were barking orders at a new inmate. He had a deer tattoo on one of his arms. "Tomlinson, Welcome to Hell." The guard joked. "That bitch got what she deserved!" He screamed. "You're a real character Tomlinson." The other guard joked as they laughed. Suddenly I got up and asked to be escorted to the hallway. "Hey, I'm Harry. Umm Tomlinson right?" I asked kinda akwardly. "My name isn't Tomlinson, it's Louis." He grumbled. "Whatcha in for?" I asked him. "I killed and raped a girl." He bragged. "What did she look like?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow. "She had long brown curly hair, and glowing blue  eyes, she put up a fight that's for sure." He said. "Did you get her name?" I asked him. "Katherine." He said. I looks shocked but then shook it off, could've been another girl named Katherine, It couldn't be my Katherine. "How about you?" Louis asked me. "I killed 20 girls." I said as I light a smoke. "Damn." Louis said as he stared off. "Life in prison?" He asked. "Fuck no, judge sentenced me to death." I said. "Damn man, I'm sorry that sucks." Louis said. "How long left?" He asked. "Three months..." I said. "Fuck that's awful, I got 25 years to life." Louis said as he took off his shirt and began lifting weights. "Wish I got a few years myself." I told him leaning up against the wall. "Why'd you kill those girls?" He asked. "I had a lot of anger I guess and a lot of hate because the world took away my baby sister from
me... I just snapped and lost control." I explained. "Why did you kill that girl?" I asked back. "Because she wouldn't give me her money and plus she was hot." Louis said. I took out her picture from my pocket and showed it to him. "Is this her?" I asked him. His face turned white as a ghost and stepped back. "I asked you a question! Is this her?!" I growled. "Yes. That's the girl." He said. I couldn't say anything, it was like when he said yes... My whole world just caved from underneath my feet, I couldn't move and It was like my body was on freeze mode. I realized the reality of that exact moment.. He killed my Katherine. And that's when everything went blank. I woke up in my cell, on my bed as Zayn looked at me. "Dude I'm so glad you're fucking okay, I thought you were dead... The doctor said it was just a seizure from shock. You were flopping all over the damn ground like a fish out of water, what did that new guy say to you... Did he do something that made you seize?" Zayn asked. "He.. Killed... Katherine." I finally pushed out with all my might. "Damn that's fucking awful, I'm sorry bro. That bastard is gonna get what he deserves when he dies." He said as he looked up at the ceiling and began throwing a beanbag against it. I knew one thing, I wanted to get out of this cell bed, rip the damn cell door off his cell and then merciously beat the shit out of him until he was seeing stars.. But I couldn't risk it. So I just sighed and closed my eyes.. He was nothing to me. Absolutely nothing.