Ugh! Curse You McDonald's Recap

The fire department came and put out the fire, they were too late. But never mind that, it was eleven years ago…

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Right now, I'm on the streets, talking to you. This is the story on how my life changed…

After that night, the police came to send me to a orphanage of some kind, I left home with a sad face. That was the first night away from home.

The orphanage was good, if you were homeless and desperate for shelter. It was seemed bright and green, like green grass out on a big front yard. The light was not at all bright to me, in fact it reminded me of the fire and I thought that it was plain cruelty they treated the orphans. The staff had big smiles (which were thoroughly fake), and they were reading stories about Jesus Christ and stuff. That was enough to make me go crazy with anger. If there was a Jesus christ, then why didn't he save my parents, why didn't he stop unnecessary deaths. I admit, I did not believe in God, I did not believe in the fact that things could get better, and I was right to do so. I stayed there for seven years…

I gathered supplies and a bunch of money and ran away. Everyone looked for me, but I caught a bus to Chicago, that's where I am right now, I spent the last year eating very little.

So, now to the present, I ran into Catherine's and bought a comb and professional looking suit (for females, naturally…) I changed and I went up into the nearest… McDonald's. Yep, all that money for McDonald's. It's still a income, right?

I came storming out of the stupidest place in the world! I was the best dressed and most hygienic looking, I jogged back to my backpack ,ran into a public restroom and changed into my black jeans and a plain white T-shirt. I guess I didn't look desperate enough. I slung my belonging onto my back, and started walking. The sky was turning color, ugh! RAIN! I came across a big house. It looked empty. I was drenched. I went in. It was as simple as that, I was homeless (and fine with it) and it was raining. I ran inside and shut the door. I took out my tiny flashlight. That was when I heard it. How do I say this?... I heard a gunshot. Hmmm. That's simple enough. I heard a… a gunshot, I was already in the building, I rolled and took refuge behind a decorative table. DON'T COME OVER HERE… I was trying to mind communicate to people who I don't want to catch me here. Stupid, I know, you don't have to tell me. There were footsteps right behind me. "Hey, Edward, it's clean let's go," I heard a tough sounding voice.

"No, Emmett, I… there's something wrong," Oh shit. I heard footsteps behind me again. Then there was a pause. I am going to freakin die! I felt the table being thrown to the side and a piece of cool metal on my head, oh fuck, a gun.

"FUCK, she could've fucking heard us, Jasper, I thought that you made a complete check of the grounds," that voice, so velvety and… beautiful.

"I did Edward, she must've snuck in after I did the check," Jasper's accent was different, kinda.. southern-ish. I heard Edward growl behind me.

"FUCK!" I felt the gun dig deeper into my head.

"What is your name?" He screamed at me. I still couldn't process what he was saying.

"What is your fucking name, bitch," Ugh. Fine I have tell him my name, I wasn't going to tell this bastard my actual name.

"Lauren," What? Was that my voice? all I heard was a squeak…

"Louder, bitch!" Obnoxious much?

"My freakin' name is Lauren, okay, what the fuck do you want with me, you bastard?" Oops…

"Get up," He dragged me up, my backpack still on my back.

"Edward, be nice to her, she's good," Jasper, huh? Still hadn't seen any of their faces, but their voices were so different, I could tell them apart.

"She's still a bitch," and you're still a bastard. He turned me around to face him. OMG, this was definitely not what I expected out of murderers. Jasper was exactly like I would imagine a father, polite and caring, and Emmett, he was filled with muscles, but had a large grin on his face, he could be my brother if we didn't live in this twisted world. Edward, the one who was dragging me, had the most amazing hair, it was copper, and red, and orange… I just can't describe the beauty, I didn't know what he would be, he had a hard and grim look, still he managed to look fuckhot. I felt the gun on my head push even deeper into my head.

I looked straight into his eyes, "Quit staring at me," He narrowed his eyes and glared right back,

"I can do whatever I want, bitch" his eyes drifted all over my body. I looked down at myself, ugh, white t-shirt, he could see everyone of my curves and a bunch of my skin . I looked back up at him.

"Pervert," he just grinned at me, in the most evil way… He shoved me into his dark black BMW and took a seat in the third row with me. Jasper and Emmett made their way to the front, fine, i'll take care of myself.

"So, Lauren, why are you out in this cold rain," Nosy much?

"Where can I go?" I murmured under my breath.

"What was that?" He asked.

"I said, where in the world would I go?" I screamed at him.

SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE…

"Ok, lets start over again, i'm Edward, what's your name?"

"My name is Lauren," Here I go with the fake names.

SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE, SILENCE…

"Family?" Ugh! I do not want to answer you annoying and personal question right now!

"None," That was all I was saying, why in the world should I answer his questions.

"Good you can live with me," he said with a smirk.

"What the FUCK?" I practically screamed in his face.

"That pretty little mouth of yours," he snickered.

"What Edward, NO! I can't live with you, I don't know you, I don't know what you do, who you are, heck, I don't even know your fuckin' last name!" I said.

I tried to unbuckle my seatbelt, stupidest thing ever.

"Bitch," Edward grabbed my hands and held them together in one of his big hands.

"What are going to do? Jump out of a moving car?"

"If you must know Mr. Bastard, yes, I was going to jump out of a moving car,"

"Lauren, I love your mouth, if only you would use it for any good,"

"In your dreams Cullen," I shot with hatred.

"Lauren, you're getting on my nerves,"

"Good for you Edward,"

"That is it bitch," He pulled a screen from beside him, kind of like a sliding door. I was black, and I couldn't see anything through it, Oh. My. God., that was the purpose of it, it was to separate me and Edward from Emmett. Wha?

"Oh. No. Emmett, Jasper, help me i'm about to get raped by this son of a bitch,"

"Oh, Lauren, they can't hear you, the screen is sound-proof, besides, even if they did, they wouldn't help you, you called our mom a bitch," He said with a musical chuckle. Great, I hope I don't get gangbanged. He unzipped his pants and started stroking with hard dick with his hand, there was a spot growing on his boxer, eeeewww! I immediately looked away.

"Lauren, first of all, I am not going to funing rape you, i'm just going to make you help me, with your handsand that's not raping,"

"Still not looking Edward,"

"Lauren, turn around and look at me, NOW!" I'm getting tired of the whole Lauren thing, she was my most hated enemy in 2nd grade. Don't tell that i'm stupid, I told him the first name I could come up with.

"Mr. Bossy, I don't think i'm a slut, sorry, not happening" Ha! guess who's winning- ME! The next thing I know is that I hear a loud sound and I feel my cheek stinging. I taste salty tears in my mouth and feel a big sob trying to escape. I stare at him for a second, his eyes, nowhere else. I turned back to the window.

"I'm not turning Edward, I don't care what happens to me, I will not become your personal slut, i'd rather you kill me," Yep, that was it, i'm going to ignore him now, today was a bad day, no job, and my innocent mind and I were going to be ruined…

" I felt my hand being taken into a big warm one. He traced small circles on the back of my hand.

"Lauren, i'm sorry, I know that, that was not nice, and I won't do it again, right now,

I need you to help me, I know that you won't like it very much, but let me show you

how good I can make you feel,"

"Edward, this is going to sound stupid, but, my name isn't Lauren," Yep, I had officially lost it, I was going to tell a weirdo my real name, oh well, not like I was going to get out of this alive…

"My name is Isabella," I turned around now, and looked into his eyes.

"I know,"