Woop! Woop! I'm back! Guess who's back... back again... I came up with this chapter right at the beggining of the story, I've had it written all that time... poor me:(...
A few weeks had passed since the death of Lizzie, Susannah had told her family the truth of where she had been, she tried to tell journalists but she somehow managed to make the seventh page with the heading 'Missing Girl, Missing Mind?', she had gone back to school and life was going on as normal except for one afternoon…
Susannah walked through her front door, she had had a bead day at school, she had to retake a French Test, she had 30 minute detention for not completing her English homework and completely embarrassed herself by singing in front of her class in music… anyway, as she stepped through her front door there was no music greeting her like there was everyday, when she called out everyone's name, no one replied so she decided to go straight upstairs to her room where four men were waiting for her.
"Who are you?" She asked stepping back into the arms of another, frightened she turned around.
"We've met before, baby." He said with a wink and pushed Susannah to the ground.
"Razor?" She asked with realisation.
Someone behind her pulled Susannah to her feet by pulling her hair, once she was up; they pushed her to Razor, "I'm Snotrod."
"Get out of here now." Susannah ordered through clenched teeth.
Razor covered her mouth with his hand, "But we haven't begun yet."
Susannah bit his hand and he removed it immediately.
One man stood and slapped Susannah using the back of his hand, "My name's DJ, don't you dare touch any of us."
Susannah cupped her cheek where she had been slapped, Razor pushed her to the ground again, but this time she narrowly missed the metal bar of her bed, another of the men stood and kicked her in the side, "And I'm Boost."
As Susannah struggled to her feet Razor pushed her down.
"Hey Sus…" Mater stopped in mid sentence as he saw Susannah clutching her side in pain, he went to help her up but Razor pulled a knife from his leather jacket and threatened Mater with it.
Susannah slowly struggled to her feet, the last man stood, with all his strength he punched her in the stomach, Susannah crouched down in pain but he pulled her up by her hair, "I'm Wingo." He threw her to the bed, and began to write his name on her arm using a knife.
"Susannah!" Mater called running toward her.
"What did I tell you?" Razor shouted angrily, he raised his knife in the air and deeply cut Mater's back. Susannah kicked her computer chair over to him and he fell onto it.
Finding her strength, she crawled over to him, he cupped his cheek with her hand, "Please, you can't leave me." Susannah noticed that Mater's face had gone cold.
"Oh, please," Razor chuckled, "Mourning for him? You need to get a man!"
Susannah looked at Razor then back at Mater and lightly kissed his forehead, she took his hand, when she felt no grip more tears rolled form her eyes.
Razor laughed harder, "The hillbilly and the little girl tell me another!"
Susannah shakily got to her feet, "You really need to get a girl." She spat, shortly after Razor received a slap.
"I have," Razor grinned; he took Susannah's hand and began to write his name on her arm using a knife, just like Wingo did.
Susannah managed to fight his hand of hers, she tried to get to the door but Razor got her arm and threw her to the wall, her vision became unclear, but she could make out a hand in front of her, she took it and was pulled to her feet, Razor put his arms round Susannah's neck and pulled her closer into a hug, caught in his embrace, she rested her head on his chest and listened to his sinful heartbeat. Susannah jumped as she felt Razor stab her shoulder blade and he slid it to the other. Susannah slowly turned around and walked forward trying to find her balance.
Suddenly she got a sharp pain over the back of her head then everything went black.
I thought of this chapter during a maths lesson... it's amazing what adding and subtracting can do to you... I love Razor, he's so cool:D, I saw him today I did, a silver Honda Accord...
Reviews please... pretty please... preet please with a cherry on top? (Note innocent face)
