Once again, i had writer's block :( The dreaded disease that no one wants. I don't think i can go on with this story guys. I'm a dried out well of ideas. I may delete this story...I don't know, i basically need help or input of ideas to put in this story. So...HELP WANTED: NEW IDEAS! lol Thank you. Here's Chapter 4...Enjoy!...

Chapter Four.

"Another shot here Lance." Darius said and set the small cup down firmly. The loud music blared in the background as people danced and swayed to the beat.

Darius watched them all and sighed. Lance came and took the small glass and filled it up with Vodka. "This your last one?" he said to Darius as he pushed it towards him.

Darius caught it and said, "I don't think so lance." And he gulped the whole thing down in a second. Lance rolled his eyes and attended to other people at the bar.

Darius set the cup down and stood up. He made his way out the Front door of the bar and the cold night hair hit him. He took a deep breath and started down the Sidewalk.

Shoving his hands into his jeans pocket, he sighed again. He walked in silence for a while. The beeping of Car's horns and pedestrians screaming were all a blur to him.

The once calm air quickly changed into violent and unsuspecting winds as raindrops quickly started to pelt him as he ran into a little canopy.

"Damn it! Just great! Can life get any worser?" he exclaimed to no one in particular. Just then a red car drove past him, drenching him in cold, dirty, polluted water.

He was covered in wet bananas and rotten orange peels and his face was now fixed into a scowl as he gritted his teeth. The red car that splashed him came to a halt and someone got out.

"Oh i'm so sorry...Are you okay?" the man asked. Darius got a good look at him. Dark-Brown hair, Same body build, same stupid grin, same brown eyes. Same goatee...wait the goatee wasn't there before. Whatever. Could this be...?

Darius was snapped out of his thoughts by Phil waving his hand in front of his face saying, "Hello? Anyone home?"

Darius nodded. "Yeah i'm okay." he said. Phil nodded and went back to his car. He got in and looked back to where Darius was, but no one was there.

"What the?... I thought i...wasn't there?...Am i crazy?" he said. A car horn beeped as another driver drove past and said, "What are you stupid? Move your Freakin' car!" And with that, he spat on Phil's car and drove away with a screech. Phil groaned and put the car into drive and drove away.

As Phil closed the front door of the apartment block, Keely came into the living room. "Hey Phil." she said.

Phil loosened his tie. and said, "Hi." "How did the interview go?" she said and sat down on the couch and turned on the T.V. Phil sat down next to her.

"Well i think it went great. They said they'd call me if i get the job. So i should be getting a call anytime soon." he said. Keely chuckled.

"But i did meet someone today. He looked awfully familiar." Phil said. Keely shifted in her position to face him. "Well, maybe he's someone from one of our classes that you've seen before." she said.

Phil bit his nail and said, "Yeah, maybe you're right."

"Aren't i always?" she said with a cocky grin. Phil chuckled and shook his head. "You are so cocky." he said.

Keely shrugged. "Isn't that why you love me?" she said and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Nah, thats not the only reason why i love you. I love you for so many things, i might have to make a list." he said and rested his head on her head.

"Well i don't have to make a list. I love you for you." she said to him and gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek and got up to go to the kitchen.

Phil smiled as he watched Keely go into the kitchen. He sighed and got ready to go change, but the Phone started to Ring. "Oohh, probably calling to tell me that i got the job." Phil said and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Phil Diffy Speaking." he said.

There was silence for a long while until the voice on the other line said, "Phil? Phil Diffy?" The voice sounded Rough and Hoarse.

"Yes...this is he. Who's talking?" Phil said.

The voice growled on the other line and said, "Phil, You and Keely are gonna pay! "

"What? What are you talking about?" Phil said, clearly confused at the statement.

"Remember this evening Phil? The man you splashed water on. Remember me?"

"Darius? I...what..."

You...You... You and Keely put me in Prison. You thought i'd spend the rest of my life there? You're crazy. Phil Diffy, This is only the beginning." Darius said and then a click was heard

"Hello? Hello? Hello?" Phil said until a beeping sound was heard, indicating that the other person had hung up.

Phil hung up the phone in frustration and ran his fingers through his hair. Keely came into the living room with a can of soda in her hand saying, "Who was that?" She sat down.

He turned around to her with panic in his eyes. Keely noticed and said, "What happened? Phil, Are you okay?" She got up.

"Darius." was all Phil said. Keely had a confused look on her face as she said, "What?"

"Darius knows where we are Keely." Phil said and started to pace around the room.

"What! How did he find out!" she almost screamed. Phil shrugged and continued pacing.

Then he stopped halfway and smacked his hand to his head. "Oh my God. Its all my fault." he said.

"Wait how's it your fault?" Keely asked, anxiously awaiting his response

. "Tonight, when i was coming back from the interview, i accidentally splashed a man with water while driving by. I felt bad so i got out to say sorry. While i talked to him, he seemed so familiar but i couldn't put my hand on it. I..."

"You mean to tell me that you met Darius today?" Keely interrupted. Phil nodded.

"In the flesh?" Phil nodded.

"Oh my God. What are we gonna do? He's gonna find us, he's gonna capture me and kill you. Oh God what are we gonna do?" she said.

Phil grabbed her by the shoulders and said, "Its alright Keel. Alright? He hasn't found out where we live yet. So just chill. I'm pretty sure that you can't take a look at someone and suddenly you know where they live. I mean come on." He chuckled nervously and Keely chuckled too.

The Chuckling soon turned to laughter. "Wow. That's stupid. 'oh i see you. I know where you live now'" Keely said imitating a man's voice.

"Yea. Thats ridiculous" Phil said in between laughs. Keely suddenly stopped and grabbed Phil by the shoulders causing him to stop chuckling nervously.

"Why are we laughing again?" she said. Phil shrugged. Suddenly, a knock was heard on the front door. They both gasped.

The knocking continued. Phil ran into the kitchen and reached into the kitchen cabinet. He pulled out a small rifle and cocked it. He then made his way to the front door.

Keely gasped when she saw the gun. "Where'd you get that?" she whispered. "Oh i bought it at a really nice Gunstore. I bought it for about maybe 100 maybe 150 doll...Does that even matter?" he whispered with frustration in his voice.

She shrugged. They made their way to the door. Keely opened the door slowly, Phil pointed his gun and there at the doorway stood...

I'm gonna stop there. I know, i'm mean. Lol. I'll try to update soon as possible. I gotta go to bed. Got a big test tomorrow. Alright, so make sure to review because the speed at which i update, depends on how much reviews i get. Lol. If this chapter was confusing to you, e-mail me or something and i'll be glad to explain it to you. :). Lance is my own creation. He's the only thing i own. Thats it for now. Until next time:

Cobra