"Kill her!" the bunny said, but I ignored it. I couldn't do it. She was so much like me…

Chapter 1: Melanie moves in

There has been lots of noise by my house lately. More than usual. I mean, over the screams, and the voices inside my head, there came the sound of saws and trucks and people talking about how shitty their work was. At first, I noticed it as a horrible sound, and I couldn't work my mind well. But it grew on me and I finally got used to it. But one day it stopped.

Everything was so quite afterwards. Only the screams could be heard. Only he voices in my head could be heard. It was awkward for a while, until the day came.

I was craving my usual slushie and tacos, so I decided to take a walk over to the gas station. It was a dark day, so I decided to take the long way there. My gun was tight in my pocket, and I, for once, was having a good day. I thought about leaving the gun behind, for other reasons when the time came, but it ended up in my pocket, and I just went with it.

A new worker had come, since the last guy felt the wrath of a 45 mm gun. I walked in and found myself being stared at by a few people. They hurried out of the store, and I was trying to fill the slushie to the top. The tacos spun in the little container, so I grabbed the best and greasiest one of them all and walked up to the counter. The worker had stepped out for five minutes, so I gladly walked out with my gun, my taco, and my slushie.

I was walking home when I saw the truck arrive right outside my home. What the fuck? I thought, as two guys hopped out and started moving things into the street. Squee was standing outside, so I walked up to him. He looked at me normally and stepped back a fe steps towards his house.

"Hey Squee… what's going on here?"

Squee looked at me scared.

"Are you moving?" I asked him.

He shook his little head and pointed towards a car parked in the street. It had never been there, and it wasn't there when I left, so I decided to walk over and look at it.

I had never driven a car in my life, and I didn't plan on doing so, but I was very amazed at the car sitting in front of me. It was my color, black, and it had very nice trunk space. Hmm, maybe I could use one of these… I thought.

A girl walked out of the house and looked at me. She had jet black hair and a black coat on. I thought she would be afraid of me, counting the fact that everyone was the first/last time they saw me. But instead, she smiled and walked up to me.

"You must be John. I'm Melinda. Sorry about the whole truck thing… and the construction."

I looked down at the car, sorta embarrassed that this girl was actually talking to me. "I like noise. It helps me get rid of the voices."

She smiled and shook my hand. Then she looked down at her car. She smiled and started to walk back towards her house, taking the hint that I wasn't about to talk to her.

"You can cal me Nny. That's what everyone calls me around here."

She turned around and smiled. I took that smile and walked towards my house. When I got inside, I forgot about the taco, and the slushie, and the gun. I just walked to my window, and watched the girl help the movers with her furniture. She was alone, and I could have got her, but I didn't. Why?

kk... first capter dedicated to Nny... well, cause, he... umm... is cool and shit! hehehe... jk, but yeah! R&R please, and maybe I will dedicate a chappy to YOU! hehehehehe coughs man I can't be laughing that hard...