Well its official im again a prego. This time im carrying twins. but i dont know what the sex of the are. They are still growing but i was about to hear their heartbeats. Im overwelmed with different emotions. Im happy since this is what me and ben want but sad since he'll be missing it. and i didnt want him to do that either.

enough about reality....
now for some fiction..
and where the collection of flies come in...

so here it is.. i desided to write a short...

The two men walked the dead leave covered path deeper into the woods. They knew what they were looking for and what needed to be found out and then cleaned away with no trace. The youngest of the two Eric, had broad shoulders like his dad and just like his father could have made a name for himself in the NFL. But after a freak accident in highschool that killed his girlfriends and destroying his knees causing metal to be replace in them all he could do was watch from the sidelines. He pushed back is black hair and tried to hear any sounds but none came. Eric glanced over at his companion for the task. The older one went by many names. On this day particular he said that his name was Lenny, then next day it could be harrold and the day after that Robert. He had I.D's made for all of the names he went by and stories about who these men were to play the part well. He also had the quickest skill of creating a whole new alais as easy as tying and shoe without much thought into it.

But still, this day he was Lenny and his face was a cold as death. Eric watched him closey. Even though Eric could with no problem at all take him in a hand to hand combat he was still terrified of him.

They quicken their pace, they were losing the sunset. As what seemed like an eternity they finally heard something. The faint Buzzings of a collection of flies. They headed towards the sound.

What was found in a messy heap didnt startle the two at all. For they were the ones who done the horrible act just the day before. Lenny Looked down at the glossy dead eyes of April. "Alright,' he said. "quickly now open up the duffel bag and take out the saws."

Eric did as he was told with a solomed nod at the man. He didnt even look up at him as he grapped the saws and handed Lenny one and took a firm grip on his.
He swallowed hard and looked down at the girl. Still having the same questions running in his mind that were in there yesturday when they killed her. What did she do to deserve us to be hired? Lenny bent down and had started the job but after a good 5 minutes stopped when realizing that Eric wasnt pitching in. "well... Aren't you going to help?" he said with sweat pouring down his blond hair. "It would be over and done with in no time if you pitched in"

Eric lowered his eyes again and procedded with his own messy work of making her small. Just the right size to fold all of her body parts into the duffel bag for delivery. About twenty minutes later all of it was finish. April and the saws were safely hidden in the duffel bag. The next intructions for the pair was to take her to the boss in order to get paid. But that one had to wait for yet another day to pass.

Lenny dropped Eric off at the place they agreed was the dropoff and pick up point. "i will going by another name tomarrow so be prepared." Lenny said as Eric was getting out of the car. " Im changing my appearence and everything tonight since tomarrow will be our pay day." Eric just looked into his black eyes and nodded. Turned, then walked to his own vehicle.

The drive home took just twenty minutes later Eric pulled into the drive of his townhouse and stopped the car. He got into the shower and scrubbed off as much skin that he could in the hot water and soap. He was blotchy and parts of his skin were scrubbed raw. Yet he still smelt the body of april's pre decaying body tench on him. He grabbed his clothes off the bathroom floor and headed down to the cellar. They were joining the clothes from the night of killing her in the flurance and letting the flames consumed them too.
Eric watched for a bit then headed upstairs. He wasnt hungry since he still had what him and the guy did still plastered in his mind and all that he saw when he closed his eyes. Then there were the sound of the flies that would he would forever hear. Since they were the only sound heard over them sawing away at April's flesh and bones.

He climbed up the steps to his room, went into the closet. The pistol was found still in his right hand. the note that he wrote was laying on the ground right next to him where it had fallen when he had pulled the trigger. The note didnt say nothing relavent about April. Not at all. Instead it talked about how he smelled the decaying flesh and heard the flies as they collected near to feast..

( kind of morbid i know, but ehh at least its something right?