May 19th… continued…

I looked around the new apartment and started to hum the theme song from ‘The Jefferson’s’ while Myth when back to the old place to pack.
Start over ~ Start fresh
No one knows we moved and we don’t plan on telling anyone anytime soon.

I pulled out my journal and curled up on the new couch.
I think I might miss the old one…

April 9,2009

I woke up in Myth’s apartment smiling. The memory of last night was still fresh.
When I arrived at work, Katey was in a very grumpy mood. No one was going to bring me down today.
Sarah was very pleased with my new look.
Louise was there also, waiting to speak to me. She wanted to know if I had the chance to speak to Myth about the situation. I assured her that he was safe. I also mentioned that he had given me the money to pay back the IOU. My only role now was to make sure that RM believed that Myth means nothing to me...

Mark runs hastly among the streets of Deadend, trying to hide away from the sirens, he tries to catch up with his breath as he hides on a small alley, hoping he's wont be catched in there. Then a few images start rolling out on his brain as he remembers how he ended up in this situation.
 
"Dammit fuck those piggies they decided to work after all... I wouldn't had guessed any of this would happen like this... but somehow the thrill its different than before, I am not doing it for fun this time, getting my life at stake in the process...no... this time I  want to live... I want to be next to her."