I slowly woke up to the sun peeking through my window. I yawned some closing my eyes again and pulled the sheet over my head. Then my eyes snapped open. The sun was out! I quickly grabbed my phone and groaned loudly. I thought I chose the right alarm, but turns out I hit the eight am alarm instead of the four am alarm. Great….. I got up running my hands through my hair thinking. Just how was i supposed to get him out of my apartment now? I got lucky last night beings no one was awake but, now I had to get him past not only my landlady but all of my neighbors.

I had to think of something!

I made my way to my room and slammed the door open.

I about gagged at the smell. I backed out, got my febreeze and showered everything in my room with it. Hey it says it masks the worst of orders.

I tugged Mr. smith's body out gently and his ear fell off into my hand. I screamed dropping and quickly wiped my hand off onto my pj bottoms. "I made a face of pure discus. "Okay...okay… I just need to get you out of here. Without you losing any more limbs." I said using my foot to pick up his ear and then place it on him. "Okay...I can do this. I can do this." I told myself taking in a deep breath and releasing it.

I slowly tugged at his arm and could hear a popping sound.

I quickly dropped his arm and ran my fingers in my hair.

At this rate he'll end up pieces. Wait a minute….pieces…

That's how i can sneak him out! In pieces!

"Gah! No I can't do that! I'll be caught if i do!" I said aloud.

I heard a pounding on my door and felt an instant dread. "What...now…" i said softly nudging Mr. smith's body under my bed once more.

"Hello I'm detective Barabe." A man said in my doorway tipping his hat at me. "Pleasure, what can i do for you detective?" I asked him trying to keep my voice from shaking. "I'm investigating the disappearance of one Mr. Smith the plant shop owner." he said looking past me into my apartment.

"Yes his grandson came by the other day asking if I'd seen him."

Detective Barabe nodded his head some jotting that down.

"What was your relation to the missing man?" he asked curiously enough.

Oh I hardly knew him. I killed him on accident. He's under my bed, wanna see? "Son?" he asked again slowly to get my attention. "Huh oh sorry..

"It's quite fine, now what was your relation to the missing man?" Detective Barabe asked me again. "I just knew him as the plant shop owner. He didn't have many enemies at all." I said honestly. "Do you know of anyone who'd want to get rid of him at all?" he asked and I inwardly screamed. "Yeah...ask his family. There was a rumor he had quite a good life insurance policy." i said lying through my teeth. SO i lied! At least this would get him away from me for now. I just needed to get rid of Mr. Smith's body and then maybe move? No can't do that. "Do you mind if i take a look around?" He asked making me face pale. "No….no...go right ahead." I said stepping out of the way.

He bee lined for my room and I followed him. He looked around my room and then to me. "Well you're in the clear for now miss. But i will be back tonight." he said seriously heading off. I felt my heart explode in my chest.

I glanced out the window to see if he was still there and yep he was.

He was leaning against his car smoking casually.

My landlady was outside too and made a beeline for him. No doubt to scold him for smoking and such. I almost felt sorry for the guy.

From the way his face looked now, you could tell my landlady was giving him a lecture.

Then he left making me sigh in relief.

I grabbed a garbage bag, and some old clothing of mine, hoping that would help disguise Mr. smith's body some. I tugged him out from my bed and swallowed hard in order to keep the bile down. I shoved most of him into a bag , which wasn't easy! I had to stand him up and have him lean against me, whilst I dropped the bag over him and nudge his body into it. Once down, I went to put my old clothes with him and then stopped. What was I thinking?! Using my old clothes to hide his body! I'll be sent to jail instantly! Fantastic! He was in the garbage bag and now I had to hide him in stuff and then get the garbage outside somehow.

Okay...I can do this. I dragged the bag and tried to lift it up, falling back in doing so. "Great…" I mumbled softly. I dragged the stupid bag down to my kitchen and just left it by my trash bin. There was a pounding knock on my door again and I knew it was My landlady Just from the sound. "Yes mame?" I asked opening the door. "You're late for your rent!" "It's not due until thursday." I said making her grin at me. "Today is friday dear…" She said smiling grimly at me.

"Right...sorry...how much do I owe you for being late in payment?" I asked letting her inside. She looked at the Garbage by my door. "Getting rid of some old halloween decoration?" she asked going to open the bag up. I rushed over grabbing her hand. "Yes. and I'd appreciate you not going through my trash." I said making her smile at me some. "Course…" she said dropping her hands some. "You owe me two hundred this month. As for the lateness. Another hundred." she said holding her hand out. "Fine. Here. Now will you please leave? I'd like to get my trash to my car and then take a shower." I said making her cock an eyebrow. "We have dumpsters here you know." "I'm well aware, but this is a halloween decoration and i'm giving it to a relative of mine out of state. Now please leave." I said shoving her out the door and locking it. She grumbled some about and eventually left for her apartment room.

I hopped into my shower and then looked at the garbage bag. I dragged it to my car and hoisted it into my back seat. No way I was going to get him back into my trunk with his limbs falling apart on me. I got into my car and turned the radio on. Which didn't help ease my nerves at all. "Missing man Mr. smith vanished…" The first station said.

"We have marshall smith here…" The next station I was on said making me flip to yet another station. "Breaking news! Local plant shop owner m…" was all I let the final station say before i clicked my radio off. "Okay so no radio for a bit. This won't be too terrible." I said driving onto the highway.

About twenty minutes later, I regret ever having said that. I was blocked in by not one but three semi trucks all around me going fast and slow enough so I couldn't pass them. I just couldn't seem to catch a break at all.

A road trip that should have taken only three hours at best, was now taking well over five hours, thanks to the traffic. I honestly should have left a lot sooner than I did. But I was more worried about getting Mr. Smith's body into my car unseen and then some.

I finally managed to get out of state and pulled my car off the side of the road. I had to wait a bit until there was no traffic on the road, which wasn't easy. The highways here are like new york city, they never sleep.

Then i had my chance, It was two am and no traffic around at all.

I dragged the garbage back out past the highway and into a ditch.

I had no shovel with me to bury him, but i could at least lay him down peacefully.

I did just that , making sure to remove the garbage bag from his body. "I'm sorry…" I said gently to him heading back to my car.

I turned my radio back on hoping they were done with the whole Mr. smith disappearance. I made my way back home rather slowly. I wasn't in much rush plus I didn't exactly have anything to eat today. I stopped in a simple rest stop to pick up some grub and maybe use the restroom while I was there. "Hello welcome to sweeties what can I get you?" The waitress asked me clacking the gum in her mouth. "Just a coffee and some pretzel bites is all." I said gently to her.

"Cream and sugar?" She asked and I shook my head no. "Fine that'll be right out." She said lowly.

"Breaking news! The body of one Mr. smith has been found!" The announcer said. A creepy silence enveloped the room as everyone , including me watched the tv.

"He has been found near the highway not too far from where he's from." The reporter said.

He paused some to fix his stack of papers.

"Which makes this local reporter wonder, just who killed him and why did they dump him in a ditch? We will update you with more of this story as it comes our way. Now back to your regularly scheduled program." The tv flipped back to some soccer match and I felt all the color drain from me. "Here's your coffee and pretzel bites." The waitress said pouring me my coffee and about making me jump. "Will that be all?" She asked cocking an eyebrow. "Yes." I said making her nod. "Well here's the check and take your time." She said making me nod. It took a bit too calm down enough to be able to even drink my stupid coffee. I finished up quickly and headed out to my car. I sped quite a bit and I was lucky I wasn't pulled over at all. I rushed inside and slammed the door shut behind me.

It was over.

The body wasn't in my apartment so I was good.

I sat back on my couch turning the tv on. "We have more on the smith homicide case. We have one detective barbare with us. Now detective what can you tell us about this case?" The reporter asked aloud. "We have a few leads and hope to apprehend the subject soon." Detective barbare said simply. "Fuck me….." I mumbled rubbing at my temples some and leaning back into my couch.

I honestly just want to hide at this point.

"I'm sure everyone is wondering, is Mr. smith a one time kill." The reporter asked seriously.

"No, they plan on doing it again sometime next week. How's that sound to you?"

"We aren't sure." Detective barbare said.

"So we advice everyone to be careful heading out of town." He Warned. "It's not gonna happen again….sheesh...give me a break."

I flipped my tv off hoping that'd be the end of it.

Ha! Life always finds a way to screw me over.