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TLM Chapter 6 ~ The Questions Without Answers
~Fang POV~
I awoke to the sound of talking.
"Ugh! Is he ever going to wake up?" A feminine voice said.
"Well, this wouldn't be happening if you hadn't rammed the door into his face!" Another said back.
"I didn't mean to!" The first whined.
"Max! Angel! Stop fighting! I think he's waking up!" A third voice called.
I opened my eyes to see three eager faces staring back at me.
"Bah!" I jumped up, surprised by their closeness, and fell back down again.
"Careful," The blonde one warned, "You got hit pretty hard. You should take it easy."
"Who are you? And why are you at my house?" I looked out the window to see that it was pitch black outside. "How long was I out?" I added.
"Well, I'm Angel," She was the shortest of all of them and had blonde, curly hair, bright blue eyes, and pale skin. "This is Nudge," She pointed to the next girl. She was a few inches taller and had light brown skin, brown eyes, and fluffy, brown hair. "And this," she gestured towards the tallest one, "is Max." She was by far the most beautiful. Tan skin, blonde-ish, brown-ish hair, and gorgeous brown eyes.
"We came for the party last night; a friend of yours invited us." I was about to ask who, but she continued, "You've been unconscious since about eleven last night, and its one in the morning now, so like two hours.
I processed this for a second.
"What exactly happened?" I asked slowly.
This time, Max spoke, "We were coming to your party and I opened the door on your face and you got knocked out." She explained. She looked really tired.
"Were you waiting for me to wake up the whole time?"
"Yeah, pretty much." Nudge told me.
"Oh. Why? My housekeeper could've done that."
There was a pause.
"Well, we needed to ask you something." Angel spoke up.
"Ask away." I said, rubbing my head
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~Max POV~
We all hesitated. Here goes nothing.
"We need a place to stay." I blurted out. He looked like he didn't really know what to say to that. I looked at him as he comprehended what was going on. He had olive skin and deep obsidian eyes (Sorry, I know that's the way people always describe Fang, but I don't really want to change that.). He was very tall, taller than me, and had thick, dark, black hair. He noticed me studying him, and I looked away, quickly.
"Oh. Well, umm I guess you can stay here if you want to. I'll go tell my housekeeper." He said, getting up and slowly walking out of the room.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you sooo much!" Nudge called after him. He didn't respond.
"So, umm, what do we do?" Angel asked.
"I guess we should go find a room or something." I told her. I didn't think it would too hard to find an empty room in a house this big.
We walked into the hallway. Mostly everyone had gone home, except for a few people who were either passed out or making out. I saw him, I guess we sorta forgot to ask what his name was, talking to a young woman whom I guessed was his housekeeper.
We walked up to them and they turned to look at us.
"Where can we stay?" Angel questioned.
"You can pick whatever room you want," He informed, "Just not the ones on the third floor, those are my rooms."
Rooms? Like with an 's'? How many rooms did this guy have, let alone need?
"Ummm, okay." I said slowly, then added, "Thanks again, we really appreciate this."
"No problem." He told us, and I could tell he really confused but too tired to ask questions.
We walked away and went looking for the stairs. After passing through what seemed like a hundred rooms, we finally found them.
"His thoughts are...interesting." Angel said as we climbed the steps. "He doesn't really know what to think of us, which is understandable, I guess."
"Well, three teenage girls walking into his house, knocking him out, and then asking to live with him for who knows how long would confuse me too." I said.
We got up to the second floor and started exploring the rooms.
Holy crap! I thought as we looked around, How much money does this kid have?
We counted at least twenty-five rooms just on the second floor! They each had flat screen TV's and strange boxes attached that Angel and Nudge referred to as Wee-wee's or something strange like that. The rooms were HUGE and had HUGE beds, much bigger than the ones back home. We chose a room that was about halfway through the hallway that seemed to have a blue color scheme.
"This is so awesome!" Nudge squealed and plopped down on the blue bed.
"I wish we could stay here forever!" Angel exclaimed and then yawned.
"Not to burst your bubble or anything, but it is getting late and we should probably get some sleep." I interrupted.
"Yeah, let's sleep. I'm exhausted from today, even though it was awesome! I'm so happy not to be in that awful place anymore! What are we gonna do now? I think we should go back to where we used to live, but not to our old house. Maybe to, like our old friends' houses or something. Yeah, we could stay there for a while, but I don't know what we should do after that. Anyway, it's not like we have to worry about that now, so goodnight you two!" Nudge babbled as she and Angel climbed into the giant bed. I chose the blue couch that was in front of the TV since I was claustrophobic and didn't want to share the bed.
I lay there, long into the night, with Nudge's words still lingering in my mind. She was right; I had no plan for what we were going to do after this. I didn't even know what we were going to do tomorrow.
I mean, it's great that we're out of the hospital, but we have no plans and no family that we can go to. I don't know who my mom is, let alone where she lives. Even if I could find her, what am I supposed to say?
"Hi, I'm your daughter, you may or may not remember me, but your husband kidnapped me and turned me into a freak! Can my mutant friends and I intrude on life as you know it now and live with you for the rest of your life? Yeah, that might work. On another planet.
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I woke up feeling crappy, but I pushed it aside, blaming it on my nerves. My thoughts from last night still rung in my ears, but I silenced them and focused on the smell that wafted through the room. I had no idea what it was, but smelled like I had died and gone to heaven.
I stood up and groggily walked over to Angel and Nudge's bed to find that they weren't there anymore. Immediately, a feeling of dread washed through me and I sprinted out the door, accross the hallway, down the carpeted stairs, and into the kitchen where I ran into something hard.
I fell back and looked up again to see that it was the refrigerator door and Mystery Man was the one who was holding it.
"Are we always going to meet like this?" He asked, his eyes filled with amusement as he shut the fridge.
"Hey Max!" I heard Angel call from behind Mr. Anonymous and I walked past him. I saw her and Nudge sitting at the counter, happily chewing their breakfast (I almost typed break farts! Haha oops.).
They had platters if these little round bread thingies and long, rectangular pink-ish brown-ish stuff in front of them. I had never seen this stuff, before, but it smelled amazing. At the hospital, we only got mushy crap for breakfast.
"What is this stuff?" I asked.
"Pancakes and bacon," Nudge looked at me and saw my confused face. "Don't tell me you've never had them before, Max! Bacon is like, the god of breakfast. It's what all the other breakfast foods want to be when they grow up!"
"Umm, okay."
Mr. What's his name looked at us strangely, walking over to us.
"Oh yeah, Max, this is Fang." Angel told me. I looked up at "Fang" and he nodded at me. I realized he was kind of…hot. A blush rose to my cheeks and I looked back down at the food, curiously.
~Fang POV~
I watched Max as she picked up a piece of the bacon and slowly put it into her mouth. Wow, that sentence wasn't creepy at all. Anyway, her beautif- I mean, her face lit up instantly with delight and she grabbed another piece.
"This stuff is amazing!" She exclaimed in between bites.
These people were really, really weird. I knew nothing about them, except that one of them seemed a little, shall we say, awkward. Also, that they didn't have anywhere to go and apparently no parents. Well, I shouldn't say anything about that, because I didn't really have any either.
"So, who exactly are you?" I asked them.
They all looked at each other, not sure what to say. I waited for a minute, but they remained quiet.
"Ok, here's an easier one: where did you come from?"
They were still silent.
"Umm, where are your parents?"
Nothing. Jeez, these people were hard to crack.
"Anything?" I tried.
"We should be outta here by this afternoon. Thank you for everything you've done so far." Angel said blankly. Weird.
"Oh no, you're not getting off the hook that easy. I let you stay here, now you have to answer my questions. Where did you come from?" I asked, sternly.
"Umm, well I guess you could say that we came from my dad's house." Max offered. Angel and Nudge nodded, as if that was a good answer.
"And that would be where?"
"Not very far from here," Nudge said, "Only a little while away."
"Well, then why did you have to leave? And why can't you just stay there?" I questioned.
"It was really more of an escape. My dad is insane and should be locked up." Max told me. Angel and Nudge scoffed in agreement
"Yeah," Angel and Nudge agreed, then Nudge added, "For a loooong time."
"What about your mom?" I looked at Max. She shrugged.
"Don't know." I decided to drop the subject.
"What about you two?" I asked in Nudge and Angel's direction.
They looked at each other, hesitant to say something. Then, Nudge opened her mouth and said…
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Oooooh! Suspense! Well, actually, I just couldn't figure out what to have Nudge say, but same difference.
Again, thanks so much for reading this far! Please review and tell me what you think!
Also, a shout out to Rocketdog791 for helping me try to write better, I hope you liked this one!
And, sorry for it taking so long, sometimes my computer decides to randomly shut off while I'm writing and always right before I save :(
~Yabbers :)
