Here it is. The 4th chapter. Big surprises in it. Trust me, oh and beware of Oliver. I hated him in this chapter. R&R!
"Ow. What the hell was that for?" I asked, still blind from the blow to my head. Just then a female voice spoke.
"Ah, you're awake. So, Sky. What's you and Jack's little secret? Hm." she said. "Won't talk eh?"
"Go to hell Mimi." I said, spitting at her feet, once my vision came back. Why was I doing this, this isn't me!
"Been there, done that." she said, wiping the spit of her stiletto heels. As she stepped on my hand.
"Ow." I said tonelessly. She looked disappointed.
"Aw, I was hoping for a scream. You know, like the ones in movies." she smiled.
"This isn't a movie Mimi."
"Such a pity. Because if it was, then you wouldn't actually get hurt, now would you? Your character would. And right now you're the character. Whatever you do, you get hurt. Not like actors, who pretend. But the real thing. I was hoping i wouldn't have to do this." she said calmly.
"What? What were you hoping you didn't have to do?" I was about to ask, but then, I saw the knife. It was huge, like a sword. And i realized Hattie uses it to cut vegetables. It was supposed to cut clean and easy. And it was very, very sharp. I remembered when I was little I would help Hattie in the kitchen, and when she left to go to the bathroom for a sec I started to shop the vegetables, like she did. And accidentally cut my finger, badly. I was rushed to the hospital. "Oh no. You-you, you wouldn't kill me, right?" I said in a small voice.
"Hell no! I would be persuasive. I'm not a murderer Schuyler." says the murderer, I thought. And almost laughed. Almost, for just looking at that huge knife made my throat close up. "Now, what's that little secret?" she asked, kneeling down, looking at me. I realized I was still laying on the floor. I sat up and she smiled, and came around behind me, I didn't dare move. She grabbed my hair, and yanked it back. And she drew the knife at my throat. Its tip centimeters away from my now exposed throat. The lump grew bigger. I swallowed.
"I-I-I don't know know what you're talking about." I lied. "Please take that thing away from me." i asked.
"Tell me!"
"I don't know!" I shouted.
"Oh, yes you do!" she said, pulling my hair back even farther. Exposing my throat even more. Where the hell was Oliver! i thought. Where!?
"I swear Mimi. I don't. I don't even know what you're talking about!" Trying to squirm away, she get the knife closer.
"All right, hon." she spat out the last word. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way. Which one?" I stiffened.
"What-what hard way?"
"The way for if you don't tell me. Then I slit your throat!" and I stopped, mid-squirm. I was shocked. Mimi would do that? She would slit my throat to find out a secret that doesn't even involve her.
"Alright, I'll tell you." she smiled.
"Excellent!" she spat the word, almost hiss-like.
"I got my period." I lied. She froze.
"What! No, no that's not the secret. 'Cause i know the secret, I know it! You raped Jack! Yeah, that's it. That's why he is so shocked, so depressed. You little bitch! You raped my bond-mate." she said hysterically.
"Mimi, what are you talking about! I didn't rape Jack!" I screamed, and was more shocked then hysterical.
"Yeah, that's why, that's why he was going to the hotel. You were waiting for the right moment. And that last night, you raped him, and he dumped your skinless ass because of it, you, you, you little bitch!" she sounded hysterical, as if looking for some logical reason for why Jack was, well, depressed. Wow, I didn't know he was depressed!
"No, that's not what happened Mimi! I'm, I'm." I started to say, but stopped. She still had the knife in her hand. If I told her the truth, she really would slit my throat. So I lied. "I told Jack that, me and Oliver. . . " I paused, and saw her face. She was anxious, waiting for it to come, as if it was food for her to eat. Gossip was her other food source. I looked down, and I saw she was waiting. I took a deep breathe. "Me and Oliver are having a baby." I said quietly. She froze, smiled., and slit my throat. I could still remember her evil smile in my mind, as I saw my blood gush out of my throat, until I finally passed out. But before I was fully unconscious I heard heels walk out of the room, and my front door slam. I was still awake when Oliver came in and i knew what he saw. My throat slit, blood everywhere, and the bloody knife in my hand. And I heard him say.
"God dammit Schuyler! Could you please not try and kill yourself for once!?" as he started to take me to the hospital.
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Words, words, several words, all floating around me. I felt light and woozy and I felt to sets of hands on the both of mine.
"Schuyler? Schuyler, hon? Please, wake up." I heard a soft female say.
"Schuyler, I know you're awake. You're smiling. Come on babe, wake up. For me. For your mother." a soft, yet tough man's voice said. Hm, mother, maybe that's who that female person was. I giggled.
"I feel woozy." I said, even though I probably said. "I feeeel wooooozyyyyy." And I giggled again. I probably sounded drunk. Which I was, on drugs, maybe sleeping pills, or laughing gas, or, or, pain relievers. Maybe.
"Schuyler!" the man voice said. "Schuyler, it's Oliver. Do you remember me? Oliver. Oliver Hazard-Perry." I giggled again.
"Perry. Perry the Platypus!" I said with another giggle, and the woman so called 'mom' laughed along with me. "Mother lady, will you tell Perry the Platypus to go get me Doctor Doffenshurmertz?" I giggled again.
"When did you start watching Phineas and Ferb?" a deep, rich sounding voice broke through.
"Get out of here Jack! She doesn't want to see you."
"Oh really Perry. And how do you know?"
"'Cause your sister did this to Schuyler! She told me, before she was drugged up! She kept muttering 'Mimi, Mimi don't do it! Don't slit my throat with that knife please! Oh Mimi! Please.' Before she started screaming and they had to drug her up. Just-just get out of here Force, we don't need you here, you could bring along Miss Crazy along with you!"
"Oliver," the female voice said, "let's be reasonable, we both know Jack didn't do this to Schuyler, don't be rude."
"Yeah okay." he said. "But he still knocked her up." he muttered the last part.
"Oliver, did you say something?"
"No I didn't Mrs. Van Allen." he said quietly. She laughed.
"Ollie, call me Allegra." and at that moment, when those two names were spoken did I really wake up.
"Ugh." i said. "Uh, where the hell am I?"
"You're in the hospital." Jack said, I froze. Jack. My mother, Oliver.
"I can see that. What am I doing here though?" I asked, but answered myself before anyone else could. "Because Mimi slit my throat. 'What's you and Jack's secret?'" I mimicked Mimi's voice perfectly. I saw Jack stiffen. "'I don't want to do this,' blah blah blah, 'Mopvie crap, blah blah blah'" And then I pretended to slit my throat again, but no one laughed.
"What is you two's secret?" my mom asked playfully. I was about to shake my head when Oliver spoke.
"Schuyler is pregnant. With Jack's baby." he said. I gasped, Jack's eyes widened, and my mother grew furious.
"What! Schuyler, why didn't you tell me! I am very disappointed in you! And to have it with Jack FORCE! Of all people, Scuyler! He's bonded!" her voice rang in the room.
"Well, not anymore." a voice broke through. it was Jack. "Mimi told me what she did. And just like that. It broke. Something, well, snapped it I think. But I do know this. I'm bonded to you it's because of, well, the." He paused. "The baby. Your baby." he resumed.
"Our baby." I corrected.
"Yeah, that to." he said with a smile as he leaned in and kissed me.
Okay, tell me what you think so far! I will not be writing more chapters for a while though. I think. Well, I won't be writing for a while after Winter Break. Sorry, got grounded! :( Banned from all things computer. R&R. A lot please. i love reviews! Tell me what you think, good or bad, so I can improve my writing while I still have access to the computer. Peace out ya'lls.
-Readerfreak190123 :)
