PLEASE READ: Ok, First of all I am SO SO SO SO SORRY! I know it has been forever since I have updateed but it should be faster updateing starting now. It's been a rough few weeks for me. I am doing terrible in school and my dad started dateing this horrible, way-too-young girl who works at a bar called Coyote Ugly...not so happy about that. But, That is where part of the inspiration came for this chapter. If you don't know what it is, it's just a crazy bar where girl's are hired to dance on top of the bar and act crazy. Throwing beer at everyone, dancing, singing ect... There is also a movie called coyote Ugly that is pretty good. Ok I will let you read chapter 8 now, then after read the authors note at the bottom. Btw this is the longest chapter I have done so far so I put an intermission somewhere in the middle =).
Freddie's pov.
"A bomb? Really Danny?"
"I don't know It's the only thing I can think of. It's simple, it's easy-"
"It's amateur..." We were driving in Danny's car following Sam and Jake.
"It's not amateur, many of the greatest assassins use bombs."
"I know but Sam's too smart for that. What are you going to do? Give her a hug and attach it to her cloths?" He looked at me shocked.
"Well...yea." I rolled my eyes. He is so predictable.
"Let me guess, pipe bomb?" He glared at me.
"Ok smart ass, it's not like you got a better idea."
I sighed. I really didn't have any idea. I've spent this time pumping my self up about all the reasons I should have no problem killing Sam. By now I had thousands of legit reasons. Thinking of all the tormenting she has done, I can say I officially re-hate Samantha Puckett. Then why did this still feel wrong? It's probably just the fact that I know her. I'm use to killing strangers. Taking someone out of your life completely has got to be hard for anyone right? That's all. It's just my subconscious telling me things are going to be different. But none of that matters. Even if I didn't hate Sam, We still had to kill her. It's not like I have much of a choice.
"Ok Danny, fine. But don't you think a bomb is a little much? I mean it's not really helping with us staying "incognito"."
"It'll be fine. It's just a little bomb. It should just blow her up.....maybe a few pedestrians...nothing too bad. If she does somehow survive, it's not like she is going to come out unscratched. She will be injured and it will make it easier for us to get her."
I sighed. I shouldn't bring this up. I can't even hint to anyone that I am not 100 percent committed to the agency. I am 100 percent committed. If I wasn't than I wouldn't be able to calmly talk about killing my...friend. But I need to know. "Why can't Matt take just this one. I mean don't you think it would be easier for him since he doesn't even know her?" I looked toward the car in front of us and Saw Sam yelling at "Joey".
"He offered to but the agency isn't letting him. They said they want you to do it because you have known her for so long, but I don't think it will really make a difference if I do it or you do it as long as she is dead."
That's when it hit me. I shook my head. "Oh My God...They knew the whole time...They knew it was Sam. They have seen icarly. They knew and they didn't tell me. I was undercover and I didn't even know it." I started to feel really angry. How could they do this? They knew I was going to have to kill her. They knew the whole time.
Danny nodded finally relising. "But hey...It worked...I mean you guys didn't really get along but you seem to know a lot about her."
I thought about that. I did know a lot about Sam. I knew Sam more then I knew everyone except for Carly...But Carly wasn't hard to figure out. I knew Sam just as much as Carly knew Sam. But still... Sam... There was still so much I didn't know.
"Not really...Sam isn't the easiest person to figure out."
"Yea I know...but still you know enough. Hell, I know enough! Most people after her knew nothing. We have a major advantage here."
I nodded and sighed. "Where the hell are they going? We passed like ten bars..."
"I don't know, all I know is I didn't believe them for a second. There is another reason they are going out tonight. They were probably planning on some scheme to get cash. Do you think they will still do it even though we are there?"
"If I know Sam at all, then yea, she will. She won't stop doing what she wants just because I'm there, I know for sure. And she doesn't know either of us are out to kill her so I don't think she will care." The coldness in my voice when I said that made me and Danny both shiver.
Their car made a sudden turn left and pulled into a parking lot. "I guess this is the place." Danny laughed as I read the sign.
"Coyote ugly?" He turned and smiled at me sheepish.
"Iv'e been here before...I usually don't go to this one because it's always crowded. I wonder why they are here.." We saw Sam and Jake get out of the car start to walk toward us.
"What the hell is a Coyote Ugly?" He gave a small chuckle.
"Oh you'll see..." We got out of the car and met Sam and Jake. Sam looked pissed off...nothing new... Jake looked amused.
Danny went in for a hug but Sam dodged him. "Wait before you do that...let me just say that I warned you both not to come, so you can not get mad at something...you might...see today." Danny and I looked at each other and shrugged.
"What are you blabbing about now Puckett?" She glared at me and "joey" laughed.
"I don't know Sam...I think they might like what they see." She turned her glare on me and put it on Joey ten times more threatening. She kicked him in the shin with a lot of force and smiled as he started yelping in pain.
"Lets just go." She grabbed Jake's wrist and dragged him inside. Danny and I followed.
We walked into the bar and it was chaos. Everyone was Drunk and humping one another. Some people, grown men, were screaming and running around like little kids. It was huge. On the right there was a big gambling table with people yelling and cheering on the drunk gamblers. Next to the table there were four pool tables, were even drunker people were trying not to pass out so they can play. On the left there was just a bunch of tables were some people were doing shots and others were making out completely wasted. But the biggest crowd was in the middle back of the bar.
The bar table was huge and hundreds of people surrounded it. Some men were trying to climb on it. Then I looked up and realised why.
There was four girls dancing wildly on the table. All four of them were wearing cowboy boots and very little clothing, Dancing like maniacs and the crowd was loving it. I am not going to lie and say I wasn't because my mouth is currently hanging off my face. They were hot. I could see Danny smirk from the corner of my eye.
"I knew You would like this place. This one is way better then the other one in Seattle. I actually think it's one of the best Coyote Uglies in the country. Almost as good New York's." He didn't take his eyes off the table for a second while he was talking. Sam rolled her eyes before dragging us closer to the bar. She whispered something in Jake's ear, he nodded then went over to the gambling tables. I rolled my eyes. It was weird knowing exactly who they are and what they were doing and have them not know I know. It was also weird hanging out with them when I am going to have to kill them soon. especially Sam.
One of the girls on the bar had her straight blonde hair in her face and she was rubbing herself on a pole that was connected to the bar table. She wore tight black spandex pants and a pink bikini top that showed her belly button ring. I couldn't see her face but her body was flawless and anyone could tell that she knew it the way she was swinging her hips.
Another one of the blondes had short pixie-like hair with a pink streak through it. She was wearing a pink tank top that was ripped all over and a mini jean skirt. She had her hands on another brunette girl's hips swaying to the music. The brunettes long curly hair flipped on her shoulder. Her cut off shirt exposed her tiny stomach. She was skinny but tall. I could tell she had Latin blood in her the way she moved. The short blond haired girl was shorter but more filled out.
The last girl on the bar was a red head. She was dramatically pouring alchol all over a couple of guys as she swayed to the music. She was hot but had a more badass look then the other girls. She had tattoos all over her arms and a red bikini top on with skinny jeans that had a chains hanging down the side. As we got closer I could see her little nose piercing but something tells me that's not the only piercing she has...
I was brought out of my daze by a thump on my head.
"OW!" Sam rolled her eyes.
"I've been trying to get your attention did you hear me at all?" She had to yell pretty loud over the insane crowd and blasting music. When I didn't answer she rolled her eyes again and dragged me past the bar to a room that said "employees only". I turned around and realised Danny wasn't with us.
"Sam what are we doing here? We aren't supposed to-"
"Please just shut up for a minute Benson and listen." I looked up at her face and it looked serious so I nodded my head. She shyly looked at her feet. I've never seen her act like this before. She actually looks kind of worried.
"Ok...Look...there is a lot about me you don't know...A lot of secrets...Carly doesn't know...and I...well I'm not going to go into my life story nub but this bar is one of them." I looked up at her confused.
"That didn't make sense at all Sam." I chuckled and she hit me again. I guess I deserved that one.
"Look Benson can I trust you or not?" I thought about that. A couple of days ago I would have said yes in a second. But can you trust someone who is suppose to kill you? I don't think I'm considered someone she should open up to. But I would never tell anyone Sam's secret, she can trust me for that. I know she has secrets and she doesn't know I know. What if that's what she wants to tell me? I already know she has done bad things so it wouldn't really matter. I wouldn't be surprised. I have worse secrets. But what does this bar have to do with anything?
"Yea you can trust me, we are kinda friends right?" She thought for a moment then reluctantly nodded.
"Well...I...I kind of...work here." I waited for her to continue but she didn't.
"You...work here?"
"Yea. It's not bad or anything but you can't tell anybody because it's not like it's really legal since I'm underage. Then it finally hit me.
"Wait! You mean you work here as in on the bars?!?!"
She put her hand over my mouth."Yea yea God Freddork you don't have to yell. It's only on weekends and it's not as bad as it seems. We just serve drinks and dance and sing occasionally. It's like any other bar."
"But Sam-" The door swung opened.
"Roxy! Your late! Where have you been? You are really pushing it Roxy...There are a lot of girls who would love to be in your position! And what the hell are you wearing?" The 30 year old looking girl slammed the door and walked up to me and Sam. She was skinny and toned. She wore a black rocker T and skinny jeans with Cowboy boots. She had short cut blond hair and not much make up. She glared at Sam and then me.
Sam rolled her eyes. "Stella, relax. I'm not that late, it's only...like 10 o'clock. I'm here now."
Stella looked Sam over and then went back to glaring at me."And Roxy...what did I say about boyfriends??" Wait...Sam is Roxy??
"He isn't my Boyfriend, he is just a friend and he doesn't plan on beating anyone up right Freddie?"
I looked at her like she was crazy. "Uh...right?" She gave me a small smile.
"Roxy?" I mouthed. she shrugged and turned back to Stella.
"Ugh! and your cloths! Are you dancing on a bar or going to church?" I looked down at her tight tank top and short skirt. What is she talking about?!? how is it possible to wear less clothing?
Stella walked over to Sam and ripped the bottom of her shirt exposing her stomach. My mouth dropped and Sam glared at me.
"Are you wearing shorts under this?" she pointed at her skirt.
"yea." Stella ripped the skirt off of Sam showing her short black soffie shorts.
"Fix your hair and hurry up. we are suppose to be getting a pretty big crowd tonight and I just fired Crystal so we are down a girl."
Sam sighed. "Too bad. I thought Crystal was really coming around."
"I did too until she came into work tonight wasted and with Wes...a regular." Sam shook her head in disappointment and I still gawked at Sam.
"Anyway, I hope your feeling pissed off tonight cause we need our Roxy, the Seattle bitch, to be extra mean tonight."
she laughed. "No problem." Stella smiled and then left. Sam turned to me and punched me arm.
"Ah! What was that for?"
"You weren't saying anything."
"Well Sam, what do you want me to say? Why are you doing this? And who is Roxy?"
"I'm doing this because it's fun...and for the cash... and I'm Roxy...when i'm here, it's a stage name. I'm the Seattle bitch." She laughed. Cash. I started to remember who I was dealing with and why I'm here. I shook off the little feeling inside me that was worried for her and put on my best poker face. She looks in the mirror and pulls her hair out so it's all the way down. She shakes it and heads toward the door.
"Hey, where are Danny and Ja-...joey?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. Probably getting wasted. I think that's what you need dork." She smirked and walked out the door. I followed. I watched her get up on top of the bar and kick some drunk in the head as everyone howled and hooted yelling "Roxy!". I felt myself start to get angry. I sighed and sat at the bar trying not to look at Sam- I mean "Roxy".
"Hey kid. You wanna drink or what?" I looked in front of me and saw the red head sitting on the table in front of me. Up close she looked more intimidating.
"Uh...yea I guess I'll have a beer. I'm going to need it after what I'm going to have to do." Did I just say that out loud?
She smiled at me and handed me a beer. "Don't worry kid, I'm not even going to ask. I'm Candy by the way."
"Candy?"
"Yea, it's not my real name obviously. I mean do I freaking look like a Candy?" I smiled and shook my head. "My real name is Amber...hm, I've never told a bar dude that before but you seem trust worthy." Why does everyone think that? I'm really not... I faked a smile. She started serving drinks to others around me. Some tried hitting on her but she ignored them as if they weren't there.
"So kid, you got a name?"
"Freddie."
"Hm..You don't really look like a Freddie." I smiled. Iv'e heard that a lot this year.
"So why do you look so depressed? We aren't the kind of bar that usually gets the depressed drinkers."
"Im fine just a lot on my mind, Hey aren't you a little young to be working here?"
"Yea but no one that comes here really minds much. Alchol and dancing and singing girls...I don't think they care if we are underage. And I'm 20 years old so it's close enough." I laughed at that and nodded. "I hope I'm not getting too personal or anything but why do you work here? You don't have to answer."
"NO it's ok. Believe it or not I work here because I love it. I know usually people expect us all to have sad sob stories on how we are broke and it's the only thing we can do. But I do it because it's what I love. I love the thrill of everyone in the bar wanting to be me or be with me. I love the dancing the singing the obnoxious crowd. I am an entertainer. Coyote ugly dancers aren't strippers like most people think. Actually the girls that come in here are more skanky than any of the dancers." I nodded in understatement.
"And these girls are like my family. We are all so different but yet so simular. It's kind of like a love-hate relatioinship. We are a Twisted family." I smirked at that.
"Trust me, I understand love-hate relationships." She smiled at me before turning her head to the side.
"See that blonde girl flirting with those guys? The one on the pole with the purple bikini?"
"Yea."
"That's Bebe."
"Stage name?"
"You would think but no. Bebe is her real name. Her mom was a coyote. She was a legend. She is pretty famous. She dances in New York now. Anyway Bebe is 20 years old and she is an original Coyote. She started when she was 16 but she looked 18 and her looks haven't changed since. She is really full of herself. She is hot and she knows it so people respect her for that. She is the one who teaches us all our dances. She is good. A real Bitch sometimes but what girl here isn't." That wasn't really a question. I waited for her to continue.
"Ok see the girl with the short blond hair with a pink steak?" I looked over at her and saw her but all in Danny's face. He was starring like an idiot. I rolled my eyes. I couldn't help but look over at Sam. She was ignoring some guy trying to hit on her and threw some beers into the crowd. I quickly looked back at the short haired blonde.
"Yea."
"That's Rach But everyone calls her Vegas. She moved here from Vegas a few years ago. She got Pregnant when she was 14, her parents kicked her out so she came straight here. Stella took her and her baby in right away and treated her like a daughter. Stella is the bar owner by the way. Anyway Vegas's parents are rich and they occasionally send cash over but Vegas usually doesn't except it."
"Wow. Tough break. Does her kid stay at the bar?"
"Kind of but not anywhere near the craziness." I nodded and She through a couple of drinks at some guys before she continued.
"Ok, so anyway you see the Hispanic girl with curly brown hair?"
I looked over and saw Sam dumping water down on the brunette as she dramatically shook her now wet hair.
"You can't really miss her." She laughed.
"That's Angel. Her life kind of sucked before she came here. She doesn't usually talk about it but her mom died giving birth to her and her dad use to beat her to the point of unconsiouness. When she first came here she looked awful. She was hot, she could sing and dance so of course Stella hired her. Her and Roxy are pretty close. Roxy is the obnoxious blonde next to her. Her real name is Sam. She is only like 17 but she is really good. She can sing dance and get money out of any guy." She laughed. "You know sometimes she will come in here with a wig and hustle guys out of cash. I don't know how she does it. She is a strong little thing too. We didn't get along very well when she first came here. We got into a fight and she easily flipped me on my back. We were friends ever since." I smirked and started laughing. She has no idea.
"Trust me, I can relate." Right on cue Sam came over and sat next to Candy.
"Are you flirting with Freddork?" She gave me a smirk and hit my arm. I rolled my eyes. Candy saw the exchange between us.
"You know each other?"
"Unfortunately, remember I was telling you about icarly, well this is Fredwardo."
"oh the tech dude."
"Yup. So, You liking the show Fredweird? I bet this is the most action you have seen all your life."
I smirked at her. "You would be surprised Puckett. Or should I say "Roxy"." She glared at me."So, this is what you do on your spare time? Why didn't you tell us?" She looked at me like I was stupid.
"What do you think Carly would do if she saw me like this?"
I thought about that and smiled. "She would probably freak."
"Duh, And hey I told you not to come! You could be cuddling with your innocent sweet little girlfriend right now instead of putting up with your bad behaved semi-friend."
I smirked at her and looked her over. "Actually I am kind of glad I came." I looked her over again. She blushed and slapped me in the face. My smile never left. Candy smiled at us.
"YOu guys are hilarious." Sam turned to glare at her.
"I'm so glad your entertained."
Sam pov
As if I didn't already have a reason to be pissed. Of course Candy has to go and flirt with Freddie...little slut. Ok maybe that is a little dramatic but I don't care. She always does this. Freddie is not helping much either. He is pissing me off just as much, not that I care. I am 100 percent over Danny. He is another two-faced perverted jerk. Today is overall just bad. Tips are horrible and the money I've hustled isn't much. Angel usually helps me but she wasn't on her game today.
I looked past Freddork's ginormous head at a tall brown haired man with deep blue eyes. He was wearing all black and had a huge smirk on his face. He was easily in his early 30's but was flirting with girls that could easily be close to my age. Usually guys like this wouldn't keep my attention but there was something so familiar about this man. I watched him reach over and put his hand on one of the girl's thigh. I thought he was just flirting until I saw him slyly pull cash out of her pocket and slid it into his pocket without missing a beat. He gave her a fake laugh before taking a sip of his drink and walking away. Could that be him? No It can't be. Maybe... I don't know what I was expecting but he didn't look like a master con-artist. He looked like a jerk. Well, I guess this is what I should expect from a criminal. I saw him sit down at the other side of the bar and order another drink from Bebe.
"Sam! Hello?! Anybody in there?" I turned and glared at Freddie waveing his hand in front of my face. Candy was already spilling her guts to another guy.
"I knew you weren't the brightness of all people but I didn't know you were blind and death." I rolled my eyes and punched him in the gut but his smile never faded. God his boldness is really starting to bug me. I looked back over to the guy I assumed was Charlie. I got out my phone and started texting Jake.
"YOu know, nub, I would love to stay here and kick your ass but I-I uh, I have to go take care of something." I ignored the weird look he gave me and walked to the other side of the bar before I felt a hand stop me.
"Hey babe, I didn't know you worked here. You look hot." Danny, ugh.
"Uh yea yea, I do, um I'll talk to you later ok, I need to take care of something." I shock his arm off me and sat on the table next to the brown-haired, blue-eyed man.
(Intermission) (This story was getting long so take a break, get a snack, do whatever....blah...blah...blah.....ok now continue reading this is an important part in the story =) )
"Hey,so, you liking the bar?" He looked up at me, burning through my skin with his deep blue eyes. He looked slightly shocked at first but quickly recovered, taking another sip of his drink. He simply nodded, his eyes never leaving mine as if he was looking for something. When he didn't speak, I decided to continue. "Have you ever been here before?" He nodded and looked down at the table, still no answer. Ok, now I was getting pissed. Who does this guy think he is? I rolled my eyes and decided to get straight to the point, no more playing around.
"Ok look dude. Are you Charlie or not?" He looked back up at me and smirked before giveing a slight chuckle.
"You must be Sam, Samantha Puckett? right?" His deep controlled voice surprised me. I looked at him in disbelief. How the hell does he know this?
"w-Who wants to know?" He laughed again.
"Names Charlie." HA! I knew it! wow! The famous Charlie! right here in front of me!
"Wow Charlie! You like a legend...a hero to me. There is so much I want to know- Wait! How did you know my name?" He opened his mouth to answer but then closed it. He thought for a few seconds, then smirked before answering.
"I know a lot of stuff..." He looked at me as hard as he could. It was silent and uncomfortable for me before he finally spoke again. "You look just like you mother." My mother? I sighed. My mother was the last person on earth I wanted to talk about now. We had a huge fight not long ago so I decided to stay at Carly's for a couple days.
"My mother? How do you know my mother?"
"We have met a couple of times. She was pretty legendary herself, but I've heard you're better. I have been hearing about you a lot lately."
I Smirked. "Good or bad?" He matched my smirk.
"It depends on your perspective." I smiled at him.
"Well, I've been hearing about you a lot too, for years actually, and I've been wanting to meet you since...well since forever, but now that I have, I have no clue where to even start. I mean! Wow! When you robbed that bank on 34 street and left that note saying what you took, how you took it, and where you were going, and they still never caught you! I mean that was legendary! How much did you get away with, like $100,000? How do you do it all? I would really like some tips and-"
"Whoa whoa whoa! Slow down there! It's all really not a big deal. Either you know it of your don't. Sometimes you just get lucky." I glared at him.
"No big deal? YOu took down 50 police men with a plastic bag, you hacked thousands of computers in second. Are you telling me Everything you ever done, was because you got lucky?" I was right in his face now. I could careless who he was.
"No it's not all luck. But yes sometimes luck is all you need..." He looks up at me for a few seconds before continuing. "You have more potential now then I ever had at your age... But if you really want some tips I guess I could help you out. Although I'm not sure what kind of person it makes me to tell a young teenage girl how to do illegal activities. But for some reason I like you." I waited for him to speak.
"Well, It's mostly all about distraction. Because it's just as much about entertainment as it is about money. keep their eyes on one thing while your doing something else completely different. Be quick and smart. Get in get out. the hard part is noticing the distractions yourself. You have to know your surrounding always. Know who your talking to you and who your around. Trust no one. Not family, not friends, not me, especially not me. Push your conscience aside and always do what you need to do. No emotions." He continued to give me advice and tell me stories while I did the same for him. I told him about how is started with little pranks then became almost like a career. We told each other Are most interesting experiences. He would stop me in the middle of stories to give me constructive criticism.
I sat there in silence listening as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. Even though I knew most of what he is telling me, it rocks to hear it from the master himself! He stopped talking and looked in his inside jacket pocket, then he looked over at the other side of the bar at where Freddie and Danny were talking. Then he looked back at me. "Like I said before you have potential but you need a lot of work. I've heard a lot of your stuff and it's mostly a bunch of stupid mistakes. Your problem is you need to think. You do realise that there a lots of people out to get you right?" I nodded my head remembering all the ridicules things I had to do just to not die. Then he said something that surprised me even though it shouldn't have. "Including me..."
He opened up his jacket and showed me his gun. I gasped. Then I rolled my eyes and sighed. I wasn't scared because I knew he wouldn't shoot me here and I wasn't mad because this is what is to be expected. "So, what? Should I run now? Why are you showing me this? Wouldn't it have been easier to-?"
"I'm not going to kill you."
"What? But why-"
"I was hired by a hit man to kill you for...well lets just say a hell of an amount of money. I took the job but now I changed my mind. No big deal. I've never done what I was suppose to before. Why start now?" I smiled at him and he smirked back.
"Well um...thanks for not killing me?"
"Don't let it go to your head. I could change my mind. But you really do need to be more careful and less stupid. The least you could do is not hang out with people who want you dead." He took another sip of his drink.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean your buddies over there." He gestured toward Freddie and Danny. "They are obviously assassins and your hanging around them. Your either the most unlucky person around, or your not the brightest crayon in the box, if you know what I mean."
"Whoa! Ok I wouldn't be talking if I were you. Because you need serious help if you think FredDORK and Dan-the-manWHORE are capable of being assassins! I've known Freddie for years and Danny is too stupid to be able to do that."
"I don't think. I know. Trust me on this one."
"I thought you said not to trust you." He smirked. He stood up from his seat.
"touche...But fine, don't believe me. But If I were you, I wouldn't be letting them near me with any kind of sharp objects. See you around." And with that he walked away. I looked over at Freddie and Danny... No way! Not possible. I think the man finally lost it. He doesn't know what he is talking about. Danny is an idiot. I don't know him very well so I guess there is a possibility he likes to kill people on his spare time but not likely. And Fredweird is just...Freddie. He is our little tech geek, my punching bag, Carly's obsessive boyfriend, my...my friend...I guess. Well, Frienemie. Any way, there is no way, NO WAY, Charlie is right about this. I mean I am not THAT stupid. I would have known by now if the guy I see pretty much everyday is out to get me. And I wouldn't be able to beat the dork up like I do if he was a trained assassin.
The more I think about it the funnier it gets. Freddie (Freddork, Fredweird, Fredweiner ect..) An Assassin?? Hit man? Ha! Not in this lifetime.
"Roxy? Roxy? Sam!" I looked up and saw angel hovering over me.
"What?"
"You look like your freaking out bout something, What's wrong chica?"
"Oh, nothing I was just...I'm fine." Bebe came and sat next to me. she flipped her blond hair over her shoulder and put her hand on my knee.
"Hey, Who are your friends over there? They are kind of hot." I rolled my eyes and huffed.
"That is just Danny and Freddie." I rolled my eyes "you can have them." Angel sat on the other side of me and giggled.
"I think Vegas over there already called the tall one on the left." I looked over at Vegas flaunting her stuff all over Danny as Freddie rolled his eyes. Bebe giggled.
"That slut is going to get herself kicked out just like Crystal if she keeps this up." She had a smug look on her face which made me laugh. I didn't have a problem with Vegas really we just never really got a long. She isn't a peoples person, and I am not a people's person. So us in the same room together never really worked out. Bebe was ok. She was full of herself and selfish but at least she was honest. Angel was my best friend, other than Carly, she was kind of like Carly in a way...well ok not really, but she kept me in line. Candy does the opposite. She brings out the bad in me, which is always a fun time, although she pisses me off more than anyone else here.
We all got back to work. Danceing, throwing beer at drunk losers, kicking guys ass if they go too far, coning the hell out of every loser who is stupid enough to fall for it...the usual. ALthought the whole time I couldn't get what charlie said out of my head. This shouldn't bother me. I am the one who knows the truth. But why did he sound so sure? And how did he know so much?
"Hey Stella? I am going to head out ok?" She gave me a dirty look.
"You come late, you leave early. I don't know why I don't just fire you right here right now." I smirked at her.
"Because you love me?" She stared me down and rolled her eyes.
"Ok, how bout because I make more money then any one else here?" She rolled her eyes again but this time she smiled.
"Ok, whatever, get out of here! But you better bring in a lot of cash next week, you owe me!"
"I know, I know, see ya Stella."
I said bye to the girls and went into the back room to change into something less "Roxy" and more Sam. Ok good, now time to round up the hounds. I pushed and shoved my way through the crowd. It wasn't as crowded as it was before, but the only people left were drunk off the handle. It's kind of funny how I can go from wanted by every man (and woman) in here to invisible by just putting a couple more layers of cloths on.
"Jake? Ugh! Finally I found you, How much mula you got?"
He held up a wad of cash. "Enough. you?"
I held up a slightly smaller wad of cash. "Not my best but that's because I was too busy with 'you know who'."
He looked surprised. "You actually found him? And talked?My mind replayed our conversation in my head. 1. He was a jerk 2. He was almost going to kill me and 3. He accused Danny and Freddie as being hit men. So yea we talked. But I didn't say that.
"Yea we talked..." I spotted Danny and Freddie talking to a few girls at a pool table. I grabbed Jake's arm and dragged him over there.
"Guys, come on lets get out of here." Danny stepped closer to me and I could smell the alchol all over him.
"Hey babe." His eyes traveled from my face, down my body, to my feet then back up to my face. I saw him talk something out of his pocket, probably his keys or something. He took a step closer to me and gave me a long tight hug, rubbing my back in slow motions with one hand. I rolled my eyes and hugged him back, patting his back like he was my brother. I saw Freddie out of the corner of my eye turn his head away in what looked like he was guilty and ashamed. I put the thought of Freddie's face out of my mind and pulled away from Danny. His eyes started checking me out again. I started to feel uncomfortable.
"O-Ok guys lets go." I walked out the door and heard their footsteps following me. I looked at our car that was about a block away. Ugh why did we park so far? I slowed down and waited for everyone to catch up. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. A text from Carly.
1 new text from Carlotta
Sam!! We need to talk PRONTO! I am in MAJOR trouble! Not the dangerous kind... The stupid, bitchy, I-wasn't-thinking kind. Were the Hell are U guys?!? Ugh! Never mind, Ill just tty tomorrow.
Whoa! Did Carly just say "bitchy"? Wow she has really got- no no! Focus Pucket, Carly is in trouble! And not just any kind of trouble, the stupid, bitchy, I-wasn't-thinking-kind...That's never good...
To Carlotta
Whoa Carls! You must really be in trouble to swear in text. What's up? What happened?
I waited but she didn't reply. Danny, Freddie and Jake finally caught up and we began walking again. Jake was talking uncontrollably, but Danny and Freddie were completely silent, and very interested in their shoes. Something felt...off. I could feel something just wasn't right. For some odd reason I don't feel...safe. Then I started to hear something. It was very quiet, almost impossible to hear but it was there. I tuned out Jake's talking and stoped. They all turned and looked at me confused. Jake was about to open his mouth again but I shushed him and closed my eyes.
Tik...Tik...Tik...
What the-
Tik...Tik...Tik...
"Does anyone else hear that?" They all looked at me confused.
"Hear what?"
Tik...Tik...Tik...
Oh Crap. I rolled my eyes. I quickly unzipped my coat and threw it in the trash can and started walking again. Stupid assassins.
I looked at Jake, Danny and Freddie who were all giving me confused expressions.
"I was hot...and I never liked that coat anyway..." I started walking again.
God! Don't hit men have anything better to do then go around putting bombs in people's coats? Who got that close to me tonight to get it in my jacket anyway- I stoped again and looked at Danny who looked back at me slightly amazed, slightly frustrated. Then I turned to Freddie who looked amused but with a little smug smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. I don't believe this. No it can't be...But charlie said...and who else would it...And He...But Fred...Oh...My...God....
BOOM! The trash can exploded ten feet behind us while little brocken pieces of tin flew everywhere. That would have been me. Jake looked shocked, Danny looked in awe. And Freddie had the freakin nerve to smile! He quickly replaced his smile with confusion.
"Whoa, what was that?" Oh please.
"I don't know, that was weird huh?" Danny said. Idiot. But I decided to play along.
"Yea, weird. What are the odds? ha. That was a close one."
Jake looked at the trash can then back to me and chuckled. I glared at him.
"Yea, there was probably...a lighter of something in there." Dork. I nodded. looking into his dark brown eyes. Daring him to try something. He turned away and started walking. I guess he didn't get the message. I don't freaking beileve this. I could be wrong. Maybe it was Charlie who put that in there.
That's when I saw it: The gun in Freddie pocket.
That no good! two-faced! LIEING! Decieveing! SON-OF-A-B--
Carly pov
I woke up and turned over on my left to look at the clock on the wall of my bedroom. 2:00 am. Ugh my head is killing me! I don't even remember falling asleep. Gosh what happened last night? I turned over on my right to find a blond haired boy sleeping on his back one inch away from me. I had to put my hand over my mouth to stop from screaming.
Oh! Now I remember. Matt... sweet, smart, outgoing, mysterious, perfect Matt... We talked for hours. We just...talked. About nothing, about everything. I...Iv'e never done that before. We must have fell asleep sometime during the night.
When I talk to Sam it's never serious like this was. We have fun, we joke around. I love her to death but we don't have much in common besides our sense of humor. I am ok with it and I still love talking to her because she is honest and tells me what I need to hear. But we never talked...like this.
When I talk to Freddie...It's complicated. He says one thing when I have a feeling he means something else. He isn't the same little tech geek he was a few years ago. Sometimes I like that. He is stronger, definitely hotter, and way braver but now he is just so... complicated. He tells me what I want to hear and the more he repeats it, the more he starts to believe it himself. He is just too proud. He lets his pride get in the way of haveing an honest, serious conversation. Matt...there is nothing complicated or confusing about Matt. Don't get me wrong I-I love Freddie. I mean he IS my boyfriend. But Freddie and Sam...play games... They take sarcasm and play-fighting so far sometimes to the point where they are speaking another language and it just doesn't make sense anymore. I guess it was just refreshing to talk to someone who just....gets it. He is so...mysterious yet, relateable. He is-Perfect. Oh God! This is not happening! Stop is Carly Shay! You have a boyfriend!! A sweet, wonderful boyfriend who was always there for you!! Do not screw this one up Shay!! Especially not with one of his best friends!! What is wrong with me?
I am surprised Sam isn't in here freaking out on me for having a guy in my bed right now. She said she had to crash here for a couple of days. Are they all still out?? Ugh! I look over at Matt again. He looks so...so...there isn't even a word to describe it. No no no no Freddie Freddie Freddie Freddie I love Freddie. I turned away from my bed and picked up my phone from the table. I need Sam right now! I am freaking out! I reached over to my left to grab my phone off the table, careful to not wake Matt up.
To hamlovinBFFL
Sam!! We need to talk PRONTO! I am in MAJOR trouble! Not the dangerous kind... The stupid, bitchy, I-wasn't-thinking kind. Were the Hell are U guys?!?
Wow I already sound guilty through texting. I know I didn't cheat or anything but I feel like I did. But I mean we were just talking and fell asleep. No big deal right? And so what if I have a lot in common with him? I have a lot in common with Wendy, doesn't mean I mean I love her! Ha! Why I am so worried? Freddie is my soulmate, we were meant to be. I've always known that but now I am finally doing something about it. But just to be safe I should probably wake Matt up since, this probably wouldn't look so good from someone else's eyes. I mean I am only wearing a tank top and short-shorts with my hair all messed up and a hot guy in my bed not wearing a shirt. ha.... OMG HE ISN'T WEARING A SHIRT! wow... ok control your hormones Shay!
Ugh! Never mind, Ill just tty tomorrow.
I threw my phone back on the table and turned to lay on my back putting my hands over my face in frustration, ignoring the buzzing sound from my phone telling me I have a new text. I swear If I ruin my relationship with Freddie THAT fast I am calling the Jonas book of world records. Or I could just write a book: "How to loose your boyfriend in less then 24 hours".
Sorry if this was a crappy chapter but with everything that has happened this week, I couldn't not write this ya know? The part about the underage dancers is actually true a long time ago. Anyway I have changed my mind about Charlie and he is going to be a very very important part of this story! So are some of the coyote Ugly girls. Although they might not show up again until the sequel. Yes! There WILL be a sequel. I wasn't going to at first but then I realised that the upcoming chapters are mostly about the angsty sexual tension between Freddie and Sam wanting to kill each other. All lust no love and fluff...sorry. From this point on things get kind of twisted. Also, everyone will start acting more like teenagers from now on, since I had them do so many adult things like going to bars and stuff. And since this is an assen story, I feel like Someone needs to die soon, so you can expect that next chapter. =).
Now about Carly and Matt: At first I had them making out and maybe even haveing sex but I changed my mind since Carly probably wouldn't do that. But she would be freaking out for even sleeping next to another guy.
Side note: Since I am making a sequel to this story (which won't be up for a while since Off the edge still has many chapters to go) there are so many new characters, I think I am going to put names and descriptions of all my oc characters on my profile. what do you think?
Sorry about the long authors note but one more thing: Check out my other story Iam Sam. There is only one chapter so far but I will update either today or tommorow.
Review, alert, fav.! =)
