You're a serial killer that hasn't been caught yet.

But, a police officer, Sean, suddenly found you and was about to arrest you when a bullet went through his ribs making him stumble down.

You felt a hand wrapped around your waist, feeling your stomach. His body on your back with his breath tickling your neck as his chin lays on your shoulder.

"My bad... but I can't let my boy be caught yet," Cael smirked.

"You two are crazy!" He yelled.

"We prefer the term... pyschotic," Cael grinned.