Hello to all my awesome and loyal fans out there! I checked my story stats the other day and was very shocked at how many views this story is getting! Thank you to everyone who checks out my story! I'd love to hear all your feedback on my story! =D Never be afraid to write a review, I love 'em! He he alright, lets get started with THE NEXT CHAPTER! XD
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE PPG OR THE RRB…AND ALSO, I WISH TO NOT OFFEND ANYONE AT ALL WHO MAY BE INDIAN. I AM SIMPLY WRITING A STORY AND USING OUTSIDE RESOURCES BASED ON WHAT I READ AND KNOW ABOUT INDIA…THERE IS NOTHING PERSONAL TO WHAT I'M WRITING. THANKYOU.
REMINDER: THE RRB AND PGG ALL HAVE NORMAL FEATURES, LIMBS, AND HAVE NOSES. THEY ARE ALL 15 YEARS OLD =)
Stolen Without A Trace
Chapter 7: A Slut Like Her
P.O.V.: Blossom
"Thanks…for everything." I told Brick before he exited my room for the rest of the day. He claimed he had things to do…and that I should get my rest. I had just finished eating my nutrient filled meal of fish, orange juice, vegetables, and a desert of a small fruit bowl. The servant had came and gone as quickly as possible, and I had seen the look of fear in her dark eyes as she approached me. Obviously, she had been absolutely terrified of Brick…and after what he's done to these people, who could blame her?
Brick had also gotten my misplaced bag back to me. He had commanded the servant to go to the broom closet where I dropped it (thanks to Butch..) and fetch it for me. She had gone and came back as quick as she could, just so she could leave the room for good.
Now, I had the bag on my right and the tray was gone because I had finished the food.
Brick's back was to me and he smirked secretly, to himself.
"Don't thank me…" he looks back at me, his eyes cruel. "…Ever." He almost seems to demand and I raise an eyebrow at that. Why he didn't want to thank was not for me to judge, however, I shrugged my shoulders and pulled out my diary from the bag and a pen casually.
"whatever you say moody…" I mumble gently, but I know he can hear me. He rolls his eyes at my action.
"…girls and their diaries.." and with that, leaves my room. I look back up at him to watch him do so and frown when he is gone….
The room is now empty. Even though I was in it, and several other things… it seemed lonely and big. I looked around at everything that was there in awe of it's beauty and yet could not help but feel alone…
I missed my sisters. I missed the professor. And I missed my home…Townsville. Would ever see them again?
I looked down at my diary and sadly opened it to view its contents. Pages upon pages on writing appeared, and there was even a carefully drawn out personal calendar drawn in the front of it. I noticed the dates…and realized something which made my eyes pop out nice and wide.
My birthday was coming up…including my sisters' birthday of course! We were all going to be 16 in a matter of days…
"and I won't be home for it.." I mumble out, trying not to cry. This whole day was filled with water works, and my eyes were swollen and red enough from it as it is.
I quickly flipped my way threw the pages until I landed on a blank sheet. With a deep in breath to steady myself, I started to write, concentration coming to me gracefully as I did…
Dear Diary, Today was a day unlike any other. I am in India, and I am here because I planned on observing the causes of all the ruckus going on threw out the city thanks to a band of terrorists who claimed to be Gods. I also planned to save Sabri's family, who live in New Delhi, by working out some sort of secret transportation out of the city….and to America. However…
Things have changed. Albeit, I want to do all those things, I cannot do them the way I wish to. I have been captured by this group of terrorists, and learned that they were none other than my sister and I's rivals…the Rowdyruff boys! I thought they had disappeared off the face of the earth…but of course, I see I was wrong for thinking that. They are more than fully alive, and dominating towns in certain nations! They have started out small and are working their way up, and I know they will attack America when they feel powerful enough.
What am I to do? I'm being held here against my will! If I stay, I know at some point I'll be used for evil deeds that will eventually lead to the destruction of my beloved Townsville…but if I leave…Him will be mad and seek revenge on me. I won't be able to escape his angry claws…specially not alone.
This will require me to be extra crafty…but how? I shall list all my ideas in here…starting with the ones I'm already thinking of/ have done…:
Boomer. Boomer seems to be the most talkative and dimmest of his brothers. Perhaps, if I befriend him enough, I'll be able to use him in my escape. Perhaps I can get him to somehow help me escape, or better yet, turn against his brothers. But that will be hard, because why would he risk turning against his powerful brothers just to rescue and help me out? I'll have to think of some sort of allure to that…
2. Plan Glass knife. Yes, I tried this one. Sort of..It's not a real "plan" to escape with, however, it's something worth writing…A glass knife can be made from the sand inside Brick's punching bags, If combined with my laser vision. Then, I must cut it into a triangular shape using my laser vision or a less than accurate karate chop. WARNING- IT WILL BREAK SKIN OF POWERPUFF OR ROWDYRUFF, SO BE CAREFUL…However, I'm not going to relive THAT experience again…
If I get anymore ideas I'll write them all down here…and I must hide this bag somewhere handy. Until Later, Blossom.
I stopped writing and sighed, closing my eyes wearily. It was getting late…I could feel it. It must've been around sunset at least. I reopened my eyes and scanned the room, thankful to find a clock hanging from the wall. It read 5:00 on it..
With a yawn, I put my diary back into the bag and closed the bag. I felt too tired to do much else, and this day and the journey over night had really zapped my energy clear out of me. So without much effort…I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep…not caring much if I was dressed in my regular outfit and not a simple nightgown I had packed in my bag…
Sweet dreams eluded me however, and threw out my sleep I tossed and turned in endless nightmares…all of which included the infamous yet beautifully seductive eyes…of Brick.
P.O.V.: Brick
There was much work to be done, and already Blossom had occupied way too much of my time. I needed to focus on the big picture, the master plan Him and I had been cooking up this whole time. With a smirk of devious satisfaction, I headed my way downstairs in flight, towards the room filled with scientists…
The laboratory.
Finally, I came to the floor I was looking for, which was the very last floor, beyond the lobby…the cellar. It was the perfect place to stash all the deadliest experiments.
Opening the cellar door I saw everyone who was working there face me. The door was loud and creaky and the scientists were very unused to guests. However, once they saw it was me, they all went back to work, minding their own business.
Except one. Sally.
She looked at me while fixing her black narrow glasses, one hand on her hip, her bust sticking out rather candidly in her less than concealing black shirt which was companied by an unbuttoned white long jacket.
Her black hair flowed out to almost her waist in gentle waves and curls, and her lips puckered up as she examined my presence. Finally, she decided on smiling at me, if not seductively.
"Good evening to you Brick. Might I say you're looking as good as ever…" she compliments with her low, seducing voice. I cock my eyebrow up at that and smirk myself.
"Good evening."
She heaved a sigh and pouted gently, folding her arms just below her huge chest, causing them to perk "up" a bit.. If you get my drift.
"If you're here to see the progress, then I'm going to have to disappoint you… barely anything has gotten done today." I smile cockily and walk up to her a bit more.
She looks down at me, since she's slightly taller and smiles warmly, as if enjoying my company.
"Let me be the judge. Show me what you've got."
"Come along handsome." she purred and started to walk towards a huge glass door. I loved her use of dialogue…
She put her hand on a scanner and the doors opened for us as we entered a room filled with white tables with machinery and scrap metal on it. I had ordered most of these scientists to make mechanical robots fit for intense hand to hand combat. So far, so good…as far as I could see and tell.
However, Sally was special. I had ordered her to do something even more intense…close to impossible actually.
"Like what you see so far darling?" she cooed, looking back at me and smirking with those vibrant red lips of hers. I nodded once at her.
"not bad…I'll have to give them a look at though. I want see what they can do when they're done.."
"Oh you will, I assure you.." Now we were approaching a narrow hallway made of metal and the floor had tiles that lit up on it as you walked. Down the hallway was a heavy vaulted door that could only be accessed by Sally and I, unless I say otherwise.
We come to a stop near it and she gives me a wink as I open the doors with my brute force. I can tell she enjoys watching me use my strength and she folds her arms under her chest again…
The door swings open and we enter into a room with dark blue tiles on the ground and metal walls. It's freezing in the room, yet I barely complain. I walk right in and Sally follows after me, not even bothering to shut that heavy door.
There's a huge metal container in the center of the room with a glass window on top of it and buttons on the side of it.
Slowly, I walk on over to it and peer into the glass chamber, staring at the sleeping body inside of it..
"…So..you've gotten nowhere with this model as of yet?"
"Nowhere. I'm doing everything I can, but the girl just won't wake up…perhaps it'd be best to bring up the heat?"
"…and what about the other two models?" she sighed and fixed her glasses, pursing her lips again as she looked away.
"I'm so sorry baby, nothing much is occurring with them either…would you care to see them?"
"…yeah." She walks on over to another door and opens it by scanning her hand again. I follow her to see the same sort of room, same container, only a different person inside of it…
I walk on over to it and only glimpse at this one before I frown and look away.
"There must be some way…"
"Sure there is…but the one I was thinking of doesn't seem very sane…or safe." she informed and I raised an eyebrow at her. I'd give anything just to wake these girls up..
"Tell me."
She heaves another sigh and pinches the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes in distress.
"The only thing I can suggest in restoring them is some subsequent amount of energy. A force with which will power their bodies…but it has to be one that is equal to their own or else they'll drain it dry without thinking twice. They are rather powerful, even in this state. I checked their levels and they seem to be exhibiting great amounts of the same substance which you and brothers have…however, at a much more modified and controlled level. I'm thinking all they need is an energy boost…however…the only way they'd get it is from a living substance…and no living substance exhibits such abilities…" she frowns and reopens her eyes, fixing her glasses again.
"…except … My brothers and I…is that it?" she frowns more and nods.
"C-Correct…but there's no way I'd let you do anything as dangerous as that…"
I look down at the glass, look down at the unmoving face I see inside it. It looks peaceful in its sleep…even if it doesn't realize it is asleep.
"…It's the only way." I sigh out, looking away.
"I'll do anything just to wake them up…I need them. They'll be my back up if I…" I hear Sally gasp at my thought.
"Don't say that baby! Don't say anything like that! You're going to do fine…who can challenge a God like creature such as you?" I frown angrily, looking back at her.
"..I'll tell you who. The damn Powerpuff girls. And if they get in my way I'm sunk. They match me and my brothers in powers and abilities and…wait a second.." My eyes suddenly go wide as a thought comes to mind.
First off, did I forget that Blossom was here? Held captive in my own lair? I could use her any way I wished…so she wasn't much of a threat…
In fact…
I looked towards the glass and metal chamber and slowly started to smirk deviously.
"Yes…Yes I definitely could use her to my advantage…" I say aloud and Sally walks over to my side, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"what was that darling?" she asks interestedly. I look at her, eagerness building up inside me. I had found a way!
"Blossom. BLOSSOM is the key to this! She is my equal, therefore, she can power at least one of these girls up! That way…I don't have to worry about my own powers being drained dry!" I exclaim with enthusiasm as Sally looks at me, confusion in her dark brown eyes.
"Blossom?" she queries and I realize I never got the chance to tell Sally about Blossom..
"..Blossom is a Powerpuff girl. She came here for whatever reason and I captured her…she's my captive right now, and Him said I could use her for whatever I like. Personally, I find her to be brilliant…and she'd make a great scientist here…however..now I'm thinking she's the solution to our problems." I smirk towards the chamber and Sally lets out an intrigued laugh.
"Sounds resourceful! And, what a great way to eliminate an enemy! Not only will you be rid of her, but you'll be using her energy to power something even better!" she exclaimed with equal excitement…but suddenly mine diminishes. I look towards Sally slowly, my smile dropping as quickly as it came.
Eliminate? What was she talking about…
"…What do you mean by eliminate?"
"oh! Why else did you think I wouldn't want you transferring your energy over to these girls? It'd drain you dry and probably wipe out your life force, killing you slowly…and I have to have my Brick nice and healthy." she smirks hotly but I don't smirk back.
Wait…eliminate…Blossom? I frown solidly and walk towards another door, opening it to reveal the last but not least chamber that contained the last girl…
"…Blossom…" I mumble gently, thinking about her. Her steady pink gaze…her gentle pink lips…her flawless pale skin with freckles…her silky smooth hair the color of sunset…how could I eliminate those things?
"Brick? Did I say something wrong baby?" Sally rushes after me and I shake my head no, looking into the last chamber…
"No Sally…everything's fine." but it wasn't. I was stuck with a dilemma…yet again.
THE NEXT DAY…
P.O.V.: Blossom
I woke up to comfort of my body hitting the hard wooden floor after tossing and turning all night long. It definitely wasn't the best way to wake up…that's for sure.
"OW! Ugh.. darn it!" I yelp out and try my best to get up, finding
it difficult, thanks to the blood loss from last night. However, I had gotten plenty of rest and I was fully healed now… thank God.
I got up and brushed myself off, my pony tail a mess because I had slept in it.
I sighed as I took it out and took out a brush from my bag. While brushing my hair I tried my very best to erase the nightmares I had over the course of the night from my mind… however, it wasn't easy. I'm pacing back and forth while I do so.
"…Oh Bubbles…Buttercup…I wonder what you're doing right now." I ponder aloud as I finish brushing my hair, my arms going limp at my sides. I stop pacing and look down at the ground, heart ache taking over…
Were they worried about me? They shouldn't be. I had left them that note…and hopefully they bought into it.
With a sigh I turned towards my bag and looked for another outfit to wear. At that moment, I realized I only had one more outfit packed, along with a nightgown…
How was I supposed to survive here with the same smelly clothes!
With a frown of discontent, I looked towards my huge wardrobe, hoping it lived up to its size.
"here goes.." I mumble aloud, opening the huge wardrobe.
My mouth drops. There were over a HUNDREED OUTFITS in this thing!
"W-Whoa! This has got to be a dream!" a big and cheerful smile is spread across my face. I was impressed…Brick really wasn't that bad when it came to taste. He had a bunch of outfits picked out for me that seemed to fit my style perfectly…girly, yet adaptable. Cute, but not over the top. Sensible…with a bit of surprise.
It kind of made me wonder how and why he knew my style so well…
I reached for the first outfit I could grab, knowing I'd pick a good one.
I winded up choosing a pair of denim shorts, with a cute halter top the shade of a pearly pink color that was made out of some sort of silky fabric. It looked really expensive too…
A blush crept up on my face as I took the outfit into my hands, knowing what I had to choose next…
Underwear's. Did he…
I looked in the drawers below the doors and sure enough, they were there. My whole face blushed a deep cherry color and I prayed that the maid or something had chose these out for me instead of him…
But the flashiness of their colors and the fanciness of their design said otherwise and I felt like kicking the wardrobe, knowing he had picked them out for me.
That jerk! Why in the world would he think I'd wear a leopard print thong with a matching bra!
"UGH! He's got some nerve…!" I snatch up the simplest pair of underwear and bra I could find and quickly rush out of the room with my complete outfit and into the bathroom, which is right next to my room. I was needed a bath to cool down the rage and embarrassment I was feeling.
Sometimes…I just DIDN'T understand him..
AN HOUR LATER…
I had just finished putting up my hair when I heard a knock at the bathroom door. I sigh, still a little frustrated and embarrassed by what happened before…but go to get it anyway.
"Hello?" I open the door inquisitively, to see Brick standing there, arms folded, face dead serious.
Suddenly, the anger and embarrassment was taken right out of me and replaced by…slight worry and concern.
"Brick…oh.. Um… hello. What is it?" I ask, running my fingers threw my ponytail nervously. Did I look ok? What was he glaring at?
He looked really good…of course. He had on a blood red shirt covered by a black leather jacket and matching black pants with those fingerless gloves..
"Blossom…" his voice was rough and harsh and I almost wanted to wince at it. He also looked like he didn't sleep much last night…
"yeah?" I asked gently, wondering if he had any bad dreams himself..
"I need…you to do something for me." Uh oh…what did he want?
I sighed and looked away, folding my arms.
"Brick…if this is about working here…"
"…No. No. Not yet anyway.." he looked away. "That's for later…right now I want to ask you…did you eat yet?"
I shoot him a look of curiosity.
"No…I didn't. why?" he looks at me, his eyes still intense.
"Good…come with me." he suddenly grips my arm and before I know it, we're flying down the hall.
"hey wait! I don't know where your taking me but that hurts!" I protest, because he has a tight grip…and because I hate being pushed around.
"…shut up, will you?" he shots me a look and I frown at him.
"Maybe you should let ME do my OWN flying, and THEN I'll shut up."
"FINE if I can trust you to follow me." My mouth drops as he lets go of my arm.
"I saved all our lives and yet you don't trust me to follow you?" he pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes…stressed out. We're just hovering in the air now.
"…look…I didn't get much sleep and I'm not feeling all too grand right now…so just…do as I say." before I know it, he's off and I'm doing my best to keep up with him.
Finally, we come to a door and he stops at it and opens it…to reveal a simply gorgeous dining room filled with tables and chairs and loads of people. It's very noisy in here, however the food on people's plates looks delicious. My stomach growls as if it has a life of it's own.
"Goodness…the food here looks delightful….where do you get all this produce from?" I question as we float over to a table. He eyes me, his eyes never lightening up or being less intense.
"…There's a supermarket near here that I get it from. I have no idea where they get all their inventory from..and nor do I care. Just as long as its good, who gives a fuck?" I frowned at his foul language.
"Brick…why did you bring me here?" something was obviously wrong, and he seemed even more tense than usual as we sat down at a completely desolate and separate table…separate from all the rest. Our very own table…
He sighs and rubs his temples as we sit down, and I just stare at him as he closes his eyes.
"..I have to talk to you…I need your opinion on something.." my eyebrow cocked up at this. He needed…my opinion? If it was about anything evil, I was going to flip. However, hopefully, if it was, I'd be able to dissuade him from whatever it is that he might be planning…
"…what do you think…" he suddenly looks at me, his hands stop rubbing his temples, but stay near there, as if keeping his head suspended there. His face is serious…but I can see a flicker of something pass threw his tense eyes…
"…about…life Blossom?" my eyebrows raise at his question, not expecting it. I was sure it was going to be something along the lines of diabolical..
However…It wasn't, to my amazement.
"Life..?" I blink and just stare at him. I look to my left and notice, to further my shock…a WINDOW. A beautiful window that showed how high we were and the beautiful day outside with the sun shining into the room and upon us.
I was breathless, my heart beat was loud and obnoxious in my rib cage, and my mind soared. I smiled big for the first time in days without thinking it was fake and could fade away at any moment.
"…Yes. Life." Brick says lowly, almost in a tired fashion and I can see he's eyeing me from the corner of my eyes, waiting for a response.
As if I was outside in the fresh air itself, I take a deep breath in.
"Life…is beautiful. It's never ending and it never ceases to surprise and take hold of you. It's like a rollercoaster with ups and downs, lefts and rights…you can be scared of it while your on it…but in the end, aren't we all satisfied with the outcome?" I suddenly state wisely, inspired from that one simple look outside. I never thought I'd miss being in nature so much…
I look towards Brick and see this his eyes were wide and hi mouth was slightly parted. It looked like he was…kind of impressed.
Suddenly what appears to be a waitress walks over and smiles at us.
"Hello Boss! And hello Miss, may I help you?" I look up at her, but Brick never takes his eyes off me.
"Um sure…what do you serve here..?" the girl giggles giddily and eyes Brick every five seconds when she thinks I'm not looking.
"everything! Put in any request and we'll make it!" she exclaims joyfully and I smile sadly. Without thinking…I order..
"In that case, I'll have a banana smoothie with pumpkin chocolate chip muffins…" I order and suddenly realize it's the last meal I ate before leaving home…the professor's favorite meal. I sigh lightly as I look out the window… missing them even more.
Brick never stops looking at me.
"…And I'll have a brandy with pancakes." Brick ordered, his voice slightly groggy but firm. I looked at him, a bit shocked at his order. But should I be…? It was Brick after all.. But a drink? And this early in the morning too? He was just 15...
"Coming RIGHT up!" the girl exclaimed and rushed off.
There's silence as we both stare at each other and say not another word…
"…You respect life Blossom?" I blink and stare at him. Now it was my turn to look at him intensely.
"Yes. With all my heart. I believe that every human being has the right to live…" I look towards the window and sigh lightly, "…even if that human is a criminal. I don't believe in the death penalty.."
"…Then…if someone could live, but needed help to live, would you provide that help?…what if the help was dangerous your own life?" I cocked an eyebrow up at that and looked at him with confusion and curiosity. What a peculiar question…
"Brick…what are you getting at?" he shrugs and looks out the window himself.
"Just asking for an opinion is all.." I had to think about that one. If there was a person who could live..but needed my help…would I give it? Sure I would. But if giving that person my health required me risking my life…then it became a harder choice.
"…It depends." I finally reason. He looks at me quickly.
"depends on?" he urgently asks. I make a confused face but continue anyway…
"If that person was more important than me..yes. I would save them…even if it meant risking my own life. However, if that person was no good…well…I might have some trouble risking it for them…however…all in all, I'd probably wind up saving them. I could never stand to watch a person suffer or in pain."
Brick just stared at me now. He seemed to be processing this…
"…But Blossom..why?" there was almost an urgency to his voice…a disproval to it.
"why would you risk your life..for someone who's less than you? Someone worse than you, who wants nothing but world destruction and suffering?" he questions, building momentum to his questions as they continue. I gulp, starting to tense at his reactions…
What was he trying to say? Was he being supportive towards my life, showing that my life was valuable in his eyes…? Or was he saying that my values were foolish and he didn't agree with them but despised them? Or…both?
With a frown I looked down at my lap.
"…Brick…sometimes the most heroic deeds you can do…are the things you don't want to do." I look at him and he looks back…
And at that very moment, there was a spark between us. I could feel it. I'm not sure how to describe it, I'm not sure I even could. However, to put it mildly, my heart was racing and my chest was burning. My face was flushed with bright pink blush and my breathing had become irrationally paced. And strangely enough…even though I hate to admit it… even my groin for some reason was tightening. It embarrasses me to tell all this…but it was the truth…
In short, he was turning me on. And I had no clue why! Maybe it was the way he was staring at me…maybe it was the way he seemed to gaze upon me so softly all of a sudden…maybe it was his words…when he said to me…
"Blossom…you amaze me."
However, all I could do was stare at him and feel this way…this strange and utterly random sensation. I wondered if he felt it too…
He was about to reach his hand out to me…for whatever reason…when suddenly to waitress came back with our drinks. His hand, instead, went straight for the brandy and gulped it down as quickly as he could. I sighed, looking away in disappointment…the feeling gone now. What had that been all about? …and…where was he reaching his hand to..?
"he he! Someone's thirsty! Hope you like your drinks! …Um…need more?" the waitress asks, seeing that Brick had polished it off long before she could finish her sentence. His eyes looked distanced as he licked his lips.
"..yeah. One more."
"…eh he he. Coming right up!" She takes his glass away and goes to refill it. I just stare at him, and this time, it's my turn to be in awe. How could he guzzle that crap down?
"…Brick- why are you drinking so early in the morning? And why did you ask me all those questions anyway…"
He suddenly seems to look at me, because before it looked like he was looking straight threw me.
"…I always drink in the morning…calms my nerves. And it was just a question…. Glad you answered though…" he sighs and leans back in his seat. It was at that moment I realized we had both been leaning towards each other…and I follow in his example.
Finally, our food comes and his brandy as well.
We don't speak much as we eat…but we do make eye contact every so often. I can tell he's miles away…thinking.
And so was I. The food was great…but it couldn't compare to Bubbles' cooking. Nothing ever could.
Suddenly, I hear heels walking towards the table, and I know it's not the waitress…
A woman of no more than 18 walks up to the table. She's wearing a low ponytail to pull back her wavy and curly black hair. She also has sharp and narrow black glasses and has a red lipstick on to show off her pale skin. Not to mention she had the biggest cup size I've ever seen…definitely over a D. She didn't even try to hide it either! She had on a black tube top that also revealed her belly button and a pair of skin tight black boots with a mini skirt.
I frowned at this, a feeling of…jealousy perhaps, rising within me. What in the world did this girl do for a living? And why the hell was she eyeing Brick like that?
He seemed to notice her there and looked up from his food at her.
"…Hello there Bricky! I see you have a friend with you, hope I'm not interrupting anything..just wanted to let you know I had a loooot of fun last night…hope we can do that again soon. Well, if you need me, I'll be in my room…the door's unlocked just to save you the hassle. Until then…Tata!" she seductively greets him and then starts to walk off, shaking her hips all the while and putting her hands on them to accumulate them.
For some unknown reason, this REALLY ticked me off.. and worse yet, Brick smiled after her! As if my company was nothing…as if I couldn't make her smile, but a slut like her could!
"he he…yeah. See ya around Sally!" he calls out with vigor and volume…as if that suddenly flipped the switch to wake him up.
"UGH! Well I never!" I said aggressively without thinking and got up from my seat. He cocked an eyebrow up at me and blinked.
"What's your problem?" I glare at him, very pissed off right now, the image of that slut all over him making my heart burn..
"..HMP!" I growl out and start to march away without finishing the breakfast I had begun.
He gets up to go after me, calling out my name from behind me.. But I could care less! I keep marching away from him.
Screw him and his life…the only real way he'd ever be alive is obviously to be around a slut like her! …..
OOOOH this was…INTERESTING was it not? =p It's my Columbus Day gift to you! Ha ha! Hope you all loooove it and REVIEW! I doubt I'll be writing all week though…my play is being preformed this week and I'll be there WAY into the day and night so…wish me luck! (or better yet, Break a Leg!) and I'll update whenever I can! Your reviews will inspire me to update quicker! Thanks. =)
