INTRODUCTION

Heavy rain showered the streets of Boston as the people tried to make it home from work. Cars blew their horns at one another in traffic jams, while the people walking hurriedly ran to their cars or buses to make their way home. This was the most aweful time of the day, especially for our main character.

"Excuse me, pardon me," She said meekly as she made her way down the sidewalk of Central Ave.

Gabrielle Pinson was her name. She stood 5'1 with long chocolate brown hair and fare white skin. Her brown eyes showed a slight un-confidence about her and her slender body remained hidden under the terrible long sleeved white t-shirt she wore for work along with the gray pencil skirt that stopped below her knees. Her thick "Dexter-like" glasses gave away the nerdy side of her character but also got her teased daily by the men at work. At only the tender age of 23, she found herself living in Boston all alone with her orange cat, Simon. She worked as a temp in a large building downtown and was very good at her job. Overall she wasn't much to look at, but her beautiful voice was what caught most people off guard.

"Watch where you're going toots!" A tall man yelled when Gabby accidentally ran into him.

"Sorry," she said as she hurried across the street to the entrance of her apartment. A slight smile etched across her face as she used the keycard to unlock the main door and let herself in. With a sigh of relief, she headed to the elevator, waving at the woman behind the desk as she scurried passed.

"Long day at work?" she asked.

Gabby nodded, "As usual...how about you?"

"Oh you know me, just sitting here until 7 as usual..." she said as she turned the page of the magazine she was reading. The woman's name was Patty. She was a heavier woman with medium brown skin and a plump face. She wore her black hair up in a high bun on top of her head and wore green eye shadow that brought out the seriousness of her eyes. She was the person whom Gabby could call a friend. When she was at the lowest point of her life, Patty brought her to the local church where she discovered her true gift...her voice.

Gabby smiled and decided to o talk to Patty for awhile before heading upstairs. She walked over to the desk and leaned against it. Patty studied her for a moment, seeing that something was on her mind.

"You need to talk sugar?" she asked.

Gabby nodded, "Yeah...this guy named Gary tripped me at work today and as much as I want to complain, I keep blowing it off like it's no big deal..."

Patty laughed, "Ha! He probably likes you,"

She looked at her in shock, "No way!"

"Gabby, no matter how hard you try to hide it, you're actually a beautiful woman." Patty said as she leaned back in her seat, making it creak.

"Please...if I was so beautiful men would be pouring at my feet." she said.

"That's not always true baby doll. Men find it harder to talk to a woman who's glowing on the outside then a woman who hides her inner beauty. Trust me those men at your job see something you don't."

Gabrielle wanted to believe her but after everything that had happened in her past it was really tough to. She thought that the teasing would stop after high school, but it only continued in college and now here in her adult life. She sighed and painfully accepted her fate to forever be alone.

"I'm so addicted to, all the things you do, when you're going down on me...in between the sheets..."

This song blared in Allen's truck as he made his way towards the Boston exit. Allen Neal Jones was his name and getting as far away from Columbus, Ohio was his game. Allen, or AJ as he liked to be called, was a smooth talking country boy standing 5'11, and 218lbs of pure muscle. He had shoulder length light brown hair and daring light brown eyes. He was quite the looker...but his mere presence made some people very uncomfortable, but it wasn't always that way...

He was a man on a mission to start a new life away from the rocky streets of Columbus. As he sped down the highway, he thought about the night that brought him to this point and landed him in jail for four years...

"Woooooo! Hell yeah that was fun!" His best friend Karl yelled as they had just finished racing someone down through the streets of Columbus.

AJ sat in the backseat of Karl's Dodge Durango, while Karl and Luke sat up front.

He laughed and clapped his hands, feeling the buzz from the 4 beers he had at the bar. He, Karl, and Luke had been friends for over 5 years and things were always fun and exciting when they hung out. They did everything together including dating the same women and then dumping her after getting in her pants. They had no respect for anything or anyone...and as AJ was about to find out, not even each other.

"Dude lets find another one to race," Luke said.

AJ shook his head, "No no, I think we should call it a night before the cops get on our asses."

Luke and Karl looked at each other and then laughed hysterically. "Oh come on AJ, don't be such a sour puss!"

AJ took off his seatbelt and moved the middle seat, "Guys...I'm not being a sour puss I just think sometimes we go a bit over the edge. Seriously lets go home."

They shook their heads in defiance as they pulled up beside a red car that had tinted windows. Karl revved his engine at the car but there was no response from them.

"Awe don't tell me you're scared over there!" He yelled as Luke laughed.

AJ couldn't shake the gut feeling that this was about to go wrong...but before he could say anything, the light turned green, and Karl purposely stayed right next to the red car as it sped off through the intersection.

"Let's chase them down! No one denies a challenge to the great Karl Anderson!"

Luke cheered him on while a nervous AJ sat back in his seat. They got behind the red car going 70 mph. They began to flicker their headlights making AJ finally scream.

"Dude stop! You're going to kill someone!"

"You're going to kill someone!" Karl mocked before moving into the right lane and speeding up. They were heading into a tunnel when Karl suddenly lost control of the truck...he swiped the red car causing it to hit the wall on it's left and then dart in front of the truck. Karl T-Boned the red car, making his truck flip over onto the hood. Upon impact, AJ was thrown through the windshield and landed on the ground next to the red car. Before he lost consciousness, he saw his two friends crawling from the wreckage and then making a run for it...

When he woke up, he was in the hospital and was told that he was being arrested for the murder of a 18 year old girl...the driver of the red car. His two friends had told the police that AJ was driving drunk and had planned the entire chase out. Since AJ tested positive for the alcohol, he was the one thrown in jail...he was 23 at the time...and now here he is 4 years later out of prison and ready to start a life as a cold hearted man.