***RED*** Tokyo was good for us. Larry was healing up good and was dancing again. He had plans to open a new studio to make up for the one he lost back home. No, I had to stop saying that, this was home now. They burnt it all down, Wolf and his boys, his home, his studio. All gone. My fingers tightened round the handle of the pot, I was glad I killed him anyway. But after seeing that, I wanted to go back and do it again. It was easier to get away without being found then I expected. I mean, I was a killer, I shuddered at the memory, of when the bullet hit his head. It wasn't what I expected, the sound of the gun going off was louder then I thought it would be, and the kick. I nearly missed but thankfully I had aimed low, I didn't actually want to kill him. But I was glad I did in the long run. If he wasn't dead we could never stop running. But he was dead, so we settled in Tokyo. It seemed luck was on my side that day, wolf had been using that warehouse as a holding place for enemies over the years, and at one point he stored guns he was selling there. When I broke that crate the long forgotten gun had been revealed. I didn't know if it had been used to kill someone or if it was just left unsold, it was there and I used it. We caught the first flight over, leaving all our things, not that Larry had anything left, only pausing to see Tia, call Larry's brother and visit the hospital.Tia was happy we were getting away, she had worried when she hadn't heard from us the day after Larry's first hospital visit. His brother was a different story, I don't think he likes how I had turned Larry's life upside down, I had vowed to him I would do all I could to make Larry happy. For as long as I lived. I wandered round our kitchen, Larry had brought us a small apartment. He paid for everything right now, but I had just been signed by a modelling agency, so soon I would have my own money. For the first time ever. I was excited, I could finally live my dream, tomorrow I had my first job. A perfume ad, Larry was taking a day off to come and support me. So I was cooking him a big dinner to say thank you. He still walked with a slight limp when it was cold or when he over did things, but he was healing, and his broken nose made him even more handsome in my eyes, slightly edgy and dangerous. My own injuries were mental, I couldn't sleep through the night, horrible dreams of being held down, and watching Larry die haunted me. I would wake up screaming and crying, he would always hold me and sooth me until I fell asleep again. He was afraid to make love to me at first, I thought it was because he was disgusted with me. But we got past it eventually. It had only been five months, but I've never been happier. I was just finishing up dinner when the door opened, smiling to myself I called out. "Hey babe. Home early?" He didn't answer, I shook my head, he must be on his phone or still have his headphones in. Grabbing two glasses and a bottle of wine I headed to the hall to greet him. When I cleared the doorway I dropped it all in shock. "Hey there baby love." ***LARRY*** I walked slowly through the crowded streets. Music blaring from my Beats, my knee gave a twinge, and I stumbled. Pausing, I lifted my leg and rubbed my hand over the knee. I went too hard today, I should have stopped hours ago, but something drove me to go harder. My studio was close, I had all the planning permission to build one from scratch. Exactly as I wanted, not taking over someone else's space. "Larry!" I looked over my shoulder and smiled at the two girls running towards me, they chattered at me, giggling they asked for me to sign their shirts. I did so and then bowed to them before they ran off again. Tokyo was fun, it reminded me of when Lau and I would tour together. He was visiting us soon and we were going to do a few appearances, hopefully he would see how happy Red, I mean Amber, made me. We used her real name now, only a hand full of people knew it, it made it easier for her to hide. I frowned as I waited to cross the street, the modelling was a bad idea. It exposed her, but I couldn't tell her no. It was her dream, so instead I would support her and pray that it didn't all come crashing down. I pulled my keys out of my pocket as I approached the door, but when I put it in the lock the door was open. For a second I froze, had someone got in, but then I heard the sound of Maxwell floating out of the apartment. Smiling I realised she had left it open for me, pushing it open I dropped my keys in the bowl beside the door and yanked off my headphones. "Baby? Maxwell crooned about how he had a bad habit, the smells of food followed his voice out of the kitchen. I smiled and swung my hips to the music. Maybe we could have some fun before we ate. "Baby? Amber, I come to find you." Toeing off my shoes I made my way to the kitchen. My phone vibrated in my pocket, I dragged it out and smiled at a text from Lau. "Maybe I can forgive her. If she makes me cake...and cook me dinner...and get me a model." I entered the kitchen still looking at my phone, "Lau said if you make him cake he forgive you babe." I lifted my head and my phone slipped from my hand. She was crying, her mouth covered my duct tape, her hands tied in front of her. A gun pressed to her neck. I followed it to the hand, and up the arm to the face. The bright blue eyes cold and deadly, the blond hair falling into them. "Hey Larry, good to see ya."
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