Living With A Murderer

There's been missing reports of teenage girls in Chicago. And of course, only one person is behind all of it. When three sisters, 17 year old Gabriella Montez and her younger sisters, 14 year old Elizabeth and, 8 year old Abigale Montez, are sent to their uncles house for the summer while their mom and dad are away, they don't have a clue wants coming to them. They didn't know that their uncle is a murderer. They didn't know that friendship would find them. One of them didn't know love would find her. And they didn't know the many consequences to it.

Disclaimer: I do not own HSM, or any of the characters.

M-Rated for killings and sexual situations

Gabriella's breath was hitched in her throat as she rounded the corner. As she did, her feet stumbled over something and she crashed to the cold concrete.

"Dammit!" She screamed and scrambled to her feet. Gabriella turned around and walked quickly back to the lifeless body. She quickly got out her phone and dialed 911. "Hello? Please, you need to come down to North Keeler Avenue, someone was murdered," Gabriella said and looked around her trying to see if anyone answered her call for help. No one. Gabriella nodded into the phone and hung up. She bent down and chocked on a sob as she saw the beautiful girl. She had smooth dark butterscotch skin and delicate coffee bean eyes.

Gabriella never actually witnessed a murder, or in this case, saw an aftermath of one. The girl was shot multiple times and stabbed too. It was bloody and her white shirt now had huge blotches of red. Gabriella's hands were stained with blood after touching the girl and so was her clothes. It was just plain horrible. Who could do such a thing to a poor innocent girl?

But, soon enough, Gabriella would get her answer.

The sounds of sirens and tires screeching burnt Gabriella's ears and she looked up. Cops jumped out of their cars and so did the paramedics with the gurney. A male police officer came over and helped Gabriella up. That was then when Gabriella found out that she was crying uncontrollably. Hot tears streamed down her face as she saw them cover the girl with a white blanket and take her away. Gabriella didn't even want to know what her family would do, because she wouldn't be able to live if something like this happened to Lizzie or Abbie.

After answering the police officers questions and calming down, Gabriella called Elizabeth.

"Hello? Gabi?" Elizabeth's frantic voice asked on the other line. 'Where the hell are you?"

"Liz, something horrible happened," Gabriella chocked out.

"What? Are you okay? What happened?"

"I'm fine," Gabriella reassured. "But, there was a murder."

"What?"

"Someone was killed right around the corner from the house. I was taking a walk when I saw her body and the guy running, but I couldn't get to him in time," Gabriela was crying now. "Oh god, no. This was all my fault."

"Gabriella, no it wasn't. I'll tell Andrea and Marcus and we'll be there in a second. Okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Bye Liz."

After Lizzie said a goodbye, Gabriella hung up her phone and placed it in her jeans pocket. The whole street was blocked off and many people came out to examine the scene. Cups covered the gun shots which reached way out in the street, the girl was probably struggling and running to get away...

Gracie Malone walked silently down the street and on her way towards home after a nice visit to the bookstore. Then, she felt a feeling. Like, someone was following her. But, the street was basically deserted. Gracie turned her head slightly and picked up her pace. She swallowed a huge lump that stayed stationary in her throat as she heard the footsteps become louder. Again, she turned her head and fear grew over her as she saw a man, with a duffel bag black shaggy hair and dark mocha eyes. Her feet moved all too fast until she started running. She dropped her books and bag and sprinted.

She fell when the man tackled her. Hot tears ran down her face as the man turned her around and placed his hand over her mouth. He brought his mouth to her ear. "This will only hurt...a lot." Gracie struggled under his weight, twisting and turning. The man brought out a knife and slit her wrist making her scream into his hand.

Gracie kicked him in his groin and the man groaned and rolled off of her. Weaker, Gracie stood and ran,only to get pulled back down in a matter of seconds. She was about to scream again, but the man hoarded her mouth again. Tears continued to stream down her soft cheeks and into her mouth, tasting like salt and metallic. The man once again brought out his knife and thrusted it into her shoulder. Gracie screamed into his hand and she was loosing it, she as going to die. The man pulled put the knife and stabbed it back it. Gracie's eyes were closing and she knew she was about to go on a trip to see death.

But she wasn't giving up. Instead, she punched him off of her again with all the power she had left. The blood from her shoulder streamed down her arm and to the ground as she tried to run away from the murderer. The man wiped the blood off of his cheek, the one Gracie hit, and stood up. His grin stretched up wide when he pulled out his gun from his duffel bag. He pointed it at Gracie and without wasting time, pulled the trigger.

Gracie screamed as the bullet ran through her stomach. Then another one though her leg. Then another one through her head. She was dead and she noticed as she collapsed on the corner. The man walked over to Gracie and brought out his knife again. He stabbed it into her wound in her stomach then he thrusted it into her thigh. He stabbed her over an over again then when he was about to do it one last time, he heard footsteps. Quickly he grabbed his gun and put the knife and it in his duffel bag. He ran and left the girl lying dead with her eyes open. All the while running, he had a mad smile plastered on his face that held Gracie's splattered blood. Another murder completed.

"Oh my god! Gabriella, are you okay?" Lizzie asked as she sprinted towards her sister with Abbie and Andrea and Marcus. Gabriella nodded and Lizzie pulled her into a hug. "Oh, I'm so glad you're okay," Lizzie said.

"Me too!" Abbie grabbed onto Gabriella. Andrea gave Marcus and look and he just smirked in response. Andrea knew that this was his second visit at this corner today. "I''m glad you're okay Gabi," Marcus said walking over to the girls. Gabriella nodded once again, but eyed him. He had a busted lip. Like someone punched him. "Come on," he said. "Let's go home."

Gabriella nodded and grabbed a hold of Lizzie and Abbie's hands. She wasn't going to let them out of her sight. This wasn't going to happen to them.

It was 2:34 at night and Gabriella was still up. She didn't want to go to sleep, she was too afraid that her sisters would be murdered too. Just like Gracie Malone. Gracie had a family, a little 2 year old sister that wouldn't remember her when she grew old. She had an older brother and he was away in college, hasn't seen Gracie for almost a year. Now, she's gone. Gracie had a mother and father who loved her so much. When Gabriella met them, she begged for their forgiveness, they said she had nothing to beg for, it wasn't her fault, but it was. If she would have rounded the corner maybe a few minutes before, she could have saved Gracie, or if she caught the guy, there would be no more murders, but she didn't. Therefore, it was her fault.

There was a knock on her window and Gabriella jumped. Her head snapped towards her window to see a figure. Gabriella's eyes went wide and she looked around the room frantically. The figure knocked again and this time showed his face. It was...Troy Bolton? What was he doing here? Gabriella slowly got up and went to her window, opening it. "Hi," Troy said. He was soaked from the rain. Gabriella opened the window wider and helped him in.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.

"I don't know. I guess I just wanted to see you again," he shrugged.

"How did you know where I lived?"

"I followed you the other day."

"You what?" Gabriella asked in disbelief. "What are you? Some kind of stalker?"

"No, no. Not at all. I just wanted to say sorry for you know...what happened at the party and I want to get to know you. You seem...cool," he said honestly. Gabriella glared at him before sighing and pulling out a paper and pen. She wrote her phone number on it and gave it to him. "Here, call me tomorrow and maybe we can hang out, okay? Just don't do what you just did. You scared the shit out of me."

"Sure, and here's mine." Troy grabbed Gabriella's arm and then the pen she held. He slowly wrote on her forearm and Gabriella swallowed as she watched him. The wind from the window was cold, but when he touched her, she felt warm. Like his skin was fire and her's was ice. She felt like she could melt by him just touching her. Gabriella ripped her eyes away from him as she watched the door carefully. Was it cracked when she closed it? No, she was sure she closed all the way.

Troy stopped writing and put the pen down on the nightstand. "So, I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked stuffing his hands in his pocket. Gabriella shrugged. "Call me and maybe we'll hang out. You can bring Texas head too."

Troy laughed and nodded. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Okay, you better leave. I don't want to get in trouble." Troy nodded and walked over to her window. "See you tomorrow Gabriella," he said without turning, then swung out the window. Gabriella walked over to the window and watched as he started to walk down the road and out of sight. When her door creaked, Gabriella jumped and turned around. It was Andrea. "What are you doing up, Gabriella?"

"Oh, I just can't get to sleep." Gabriella turned and shut her window. "And I needed a cool breeze. It's hot."

"Gabriella, the heat is on 35."

"Yeah, but still," Gabriella turned around to face her again. "I get hot easily." She slipped into bed and Andrea nodded.

"Okay, you better get some sleep though. It's late. See you tomorrow. Or, earlier this morning." Gabriella shot Andrea a smile and Andrea returned it before turning out the lights and leaving the room.

Gabriella sighed and looked down at the number on her arm, also next to it, was an address. A small smile tugged on Gabriella's lips and she laid down, sleep slowly overcame her...

I was going to upload this yesterday, but I had an unexpected shopping day. It was so fun! Anyway, if you enjoyed this could you review?

Thanks!-Brittany