Heyyy ma PEEPS!! Are you prepared for another amazing chapter of –dun dun duuuunnnnnnn- FATE!?!? Good. LET US BEGIN!!!
The men in suites threw me, and I mean threw me, into a different room. Still no windows, one door (now locked), a metal table, and metal chairs. There was a boy in tights standing in front of me.
I paused, staring at the boy dressed like a super hero, a million cracks about his costume lined up in my head but too scared to come out.
His foot began tapping. "Well?"
"…well what?" I hissed.
"Sit," he barked.
I sat. "…I'm not a dog," I murmured under my breath.
RIGHT! The escape plan it might still work her if… I looked slightly to the right. Yes! An air vent! Now all I need to do is distract this weirdo staring at me.
I turned around. "…he didn't lock the door," I said.
"What?" the boy barked.
I stood up. "He didn't lock the door!" I shouted back.
He stood silent then, after a few moments, walked over to check the door. That was my queue. I silently but quickly picked up my chair and put it just underneath the air vent. I stood up on the chair a little lopsided due to the fact that I lost a heel when I was being dragged here. I opened the vent and climbed in, hitting my knee with a loud BANG!
"Hey!" the boy shouted running toward me. I crawled for my life. I had to get out of here. I had to find Elly!
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You
Your love
Your love
Is my drug!
Shut the fuck up Ke$ha! I looked at my caller ID. It was Lly again.
"Lly? Look, I'll be there in-"
"Destiny! It's Pepito. Where are you?"
"Pepito?" I sat up and hit my head on the top of the vent. "Ow!" I rubbed my head. "Um, I'm kinda in the ventilation system at the police station."
"The police station!" Pepito shouted. "What the inferno are you doing there?!"
I didn't have time to think about what that was Spanish for. I was spending too much time in one spot. Sooner or later the vent will break. "Long story. Where's Elly?"
"She ran off after being chased by the police. She said to call you and tell you she couldn't stay at the dance. Probably because she was being chased by the police."
"Oh god," I yelped. My mind was completely off staying in one spot too long. "Look, wait for me. I'm being held for-" CRASH! …Oh, sweet Vasquez…
I looked up. I could tell my hair was a mess and had chunks of wall in it. I could tell my dress was ripped and muddy from being dragged around. I could tell that my makeup was running making me look like I was a dead prom queen for Halloween. And I could tell I was about to cry. But before I even could, I heard a man shout. "There she is! Grab her!"
I screamed as a man's beefy hands wrapped around my waist and picked me up. "Oh my god! Get your filthy hands off me your STUPID COP!!" I began kicking and throwing punches at the man. But I couldn't even face Gabriella when she tried to beat me up, so it probably didn't even make a scratch. Another man behind me picked up my phone, hung it up, and either slipped it in his pocket or his pants. Either way, I'm so getting a new phone.
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I was back in the room with the boy in tights staring at me even colder than before. It was starting to get very uncomfortable. I was now handcuffed and tied to the chair. Tears started building up in the back of my eyes. But suddenly, I heard a familiar screaming voice from down the hall.
"GET your filthy hands OFF ME!!" It was Lly! "I WILL scream rape! I promise you! I will!!"
They dragged in a horrible looking Elly. Running mascara, skirt and tank top pulled up and wrinkled, awful hair, I was looking at the spitted image of myself right now. Lly started having a hissy fit.
"You guys think you can just- just…AGH!!!!" Someone tried to gag her, but even I'm not dumb enough to think that would work.
Lly looked around the room and fixed her eyes on the boy in the mask and tights. If I glared as hard as she did at him, I think my eyes would've fallen out and my brain would've exploded. I guess she had practice.
"YOU!" she shouted startling me. "This is all your fault! I should've sicced Johnny on you in the first place! You lying bastard!!!" Someone should really wash her mouth out with soap.
The boy sighed. I was stuck in confusion.
"Wait…you guys know each other?" I asked.
"Just another one of my 'friends' from Gothom!" Lly shouted, landing a lugie on the boy's costume.
"Look, Elly, I'm sorry, but your family is a danger to the community," the boy said.
"Community my ass!" she yelled, making him and the cops jump a bit. "Wat type of 'community' leaves it's inhabitants lying there, bleeding on the ground when someone kills them? What type of 'community' laughs at everyone who's different? What type of community has men who decides to cheat on his wife for younger, prettier women, huh? Your town might be a 'community' , but this town sure as hell isn't!"
There was silence, then a faint clapping. We spun around. A tall man dressed all fancy-like was standing there. "Very good point, Ellesandra." I think I'll laugh at that name later.
"It's Elly," she hissed. "Usually I'd ask you to call me Lly, but I don't like you, so I won't."
"Well, Elly," the man started. Elly nodded silently. "We're taking you into questioning about your parents and the man who went missing yesterday. Do you know what happened to him?"
She winced.
"Ah, it appears you have. Well, come along. If you try to bite or escape I will shoot you."
He led Elly away with a couple other men. I was left alone in a room with this weirdo.
"So you know Lly?" I asked.
"Let's just say we had a…positive relationship back in Gothom."
"I could tell…Dick."
He nearly stumbled over. "How did you know?"
"I'm not stupid, bird boy!" I snapped. "I can do a puzzle. I saw you guys kiss at the library, and talking about Gothom and Batman. I found a news article on the internet. I know you're Robin."
There was silence. Robin took a seat and looked me in the eyes, but said nothing.
"Why am I still here?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"What are you talking about?"
"Why do you still need me here? You've got Lly. Why can't I go?"
"Because you still may know information that we need. Plus, you keep Elly grounded."
"What?"
"Oh come on," he said. "Do you know what Elly's like when you're not around? Vicious. You keep her grounded. She's actually sane when she's around you. We also know you wouldn't leave here without Elly." I nodded slowly, a tear falling across my cheek. "It's also kind of sweet that you would be friends with her. I mean, people at school won't even go near her. Let alone talk to her. And when you left Elly for those dumb bitches, she became miserable. Cutting herself, and her hair, she even murdered someone she thought looked like Gabriella for you."
"You spy on her?" I asked. "Stalker."
"That's not the point," he replied. "The point is that you and Elly are meant to be friends. She's vicious inside, but you're the keeper that keeps that viciousness inside. Like ying and yang."
I giggled. "You're so weird."
He buried his hands in his face. "It's too bad we have to break the ying and yang apart."
I paused. "Wait…what?!"
Ouch, this chapter is short with a horrible ending. Anyway, thanks for reading! Please review and all that jazz. Oh, and one more thing!
I wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
PRETTY!!
Down!
I get down!
I get down with my bad self!!
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~Nikki-san