<div class="floatright">(http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/005.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Noah</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dom's Bus<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Fifty shades of fucked up<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Sara, Dom, the voices in Noah's head </div><br/><em>Shock. I'm in shock.</em>Noah realized as he rocked back and forth on the couch next to Sara, his blue eyes devoid of life as they found a spot on the floor and locked in on it, having something to focus on while all of the little voices inside of his head rambled on and on about having to kill Mika because she was trying to run away. That's what one of the voices was saying anyways. Another one was going on about how Big Tim just didn't like the used up girl anymore and he wanted a fun way to kill her off so he had the gay boy kill her off.<em>No... That's not possible. Tim's not that cruel.</em>Noah's voice was cast over the other voices which were like his, just tweaked a little bit so they were all different than the others. All together they were a collective of him. Who he really was underneath all of the 'hero' bullshit that really wasn't getting him anywhere. None of the other captives seemed to respect him. Now they probably all thought that he was just as cracked out as Twitch.<br/><br/>"Bitch tried to kill Twitch." Noah admitted to himself as quietly as he could, realizing what explanation he was looking for. He found it. Though anyone else might find it a bit mad, Noah thought it was completely plausible.<em>I remember Twitch coming through the sunroof while Mika was untied. He pointed the gun at Sara. Being the feisty little hooker she was, she somehow kung-fued the gun out of Twitch's grip and was pointing Twitch's own gun at him. Sara then called Dom and then it all went downhill from there. Now bitch is dead.</em>Noah giggled to himself, his eyes finally breaking from the spot on the floor to look over at Sara, still giggling.<br/><br/>"Bitch tried to kill Twitch. You called Dom. I shot her." Noah nodded his head, a smile plastered to his face followed by a blush on his cheeks. "Where is Twitch? I miss him. It's like he's never here but then he's here and then he's not here." The redhead started rocking back and forth again. "Fucking bitch caused a conundrum!" He wailed, holding onto his head a tears started to fall down his cheeks again.