Three of A Kind
3rd Installment of Lucky 13 Series
Chap. 2
February 21st
It was a Tuesday… Tuesdays are our Mondays. So I guess you could call it Monday if you really wanted to, it sure was just as horrible. My eyes drifted off in the backroom behind the stage, the muffled sound of the overhead monitors putting me to sleep. The night before I had gotten a grand total of 2 hours of sleep. Stress… back pain and more stress. I had finally visited the doctor about not being able to keep my food down. Unfortunately, I hadn't received any good news. She told me that it was more than likely due to the fact that I was over stressed and that I wasn't eating enough… I needed to start eating more smaller meals throughout the day rather than eat 3 big meals. My doctor also told me to switch to a different brand of pre-natal vitamins since I might be allergic and put on a medication called Zofran to help subside my nausea. She explained that if none of this helped and I continued to get sick that there was a higher chance that I might deliver prematurely. Right as I was about doze off my cell phone vibrated on the break table causing me to sluggishly open my eyes.
1 New Text Message From Unknown:
My eyebrows stitched curiously. Hmmm… unknown?
Make sure you have all your bunnies counted… you never know when one might break a leg.
What the fuck? Seriously… I let out a confused sigh and glanced up at the live stage monitor. Ironically, Criss was at the end of the show, pulling a white cotton tailed rabbit out of his hat and showing it to his partner Kayella.
My heart thumped against my chest and it took me a moment to text back.
WHO IS THIS?
Not even a minuet later I got a response that sent me livid: An old friend of your rabbits. Be careful Sarah. I'm watching.
My mind went numb trying to sort out who it could be… there was only one possible suspect that I knew of.
Chester, is this you? Grow a pair… asshole.
The response was just as quick as it was before.
Think again.
My eyes drifted back up towards the monitor and I saw the curtains close.
Joann? Kristy?
There was no reply besides a simple.
…You'll find out soon enough…
I shoved my phone into my pocket and dashed out into the hallway hollering for the nearest security. Before I could take a breath I had 3 guards surrounding me asking me what the matter at hand was.
"Where's Criss?" I demanded.
"He's in his dressing room." Tiny replied with a look of concern written on his square face.
"Okay, do me a favor and follow me there." I instructed as he trailed behind me.
With Tiny and the other two body guards waiting outside I cautiously entered Criss' dressing room to find him doing absolutely nothing out of the ordinary but changing his clothes.
"What's with the 007 entrance?" Criss chuckled as he zipped up his jeans.
I shook my head, thanking God he was alright.
"Are you okay?" I asked holding my arms out for a reassuring embrace.
His eyes narrowed down into mine before he held onto me. "I'm fine. Kind of sad though… Mr. Wrinkles passed away."
"What? Who's Mr. Wrinkles?" I nearly laughed.
"Come on, you know Mr. Wrinkles… my favorite bunny… I went to pull him out of the hat tonight and… and… well… no more Mr. Wrinkles." Criss shivered a bit.
I gasped. "That fucking bitch!"
"Sarah, it's not his fault, no one in the audience could tell… he was getting old and-" Criss shot me a dirty look.
"NO, NOT THE BUNNY! JOANN!" I yelled.
"Joann? Woah, back up… what is going on?"
"I think it's her anyway… I was sitting in the break room almost dozing off and suddenly my phone got a text message from some unknown caller, here… read it for yourself…" I dug my phone out of my pocket and handed it to him.
After a few minuets Criss slammed my phone down on his coffee table and drew in an aggravated breath.
"That damned bitch murdered my favorite bunny… this is war!"
Sorry I know that this chap is short. I will have more up soon. PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks for reading.
Always,
Deppendant