Three
The first thing I thought was, 'Gee, Amber has the same t-shirt as me'.
Then I took a deep breath to scream.
"Jesus, hold her," I heard Frost say in his cool half American, half Australian accent, and Amber clamped her hand over my mouth again. My eyes darted to the right, and I could see Laura looking blankly at the ground. She was awake, but she looked...stoned. Shit! They had gotten to Laura!
"She's ok," Amber's husky voice said. "We just needed to shut her up before she screamed down the town. Now, if I let go of you, will you promise not to scream and run away?" she asked again. I nodded, and she backed away slowly, until she was sure that wasn't going to bolt.
"Alright," she said and relaxed. "Now, I know you guys must be a little confused." I looked at Laura and she seemed to be coming out of her daze.
"Confused! Confused?" I shouted. "I am waaay past confused." I lowered my voice because I realised I didn't want to end up stoned or whatever. I stabbed my finger in their general direction. "You guys killed my boyfriend! You're murderers," I hissed, and realised that I probably shouldn't be provoking the nice murderers, but it was too late now. "I saw you kill him with a dildo," I accused Amber.
She looked at me blankly. "A dildo?"
"Yeah!" Laura piped up, obviously recovered. "I saw you too! A freaking giant dildo!"
Frost seemed to think something was funny, and he was pissing himself trying not to laugh. "Jesus," he said, "you thought it was a fucking dildo."
Then Amber seemed to get the joke, and suddenly she was grinning too.
"What? What's so funny?"
"Look...we'll tell you later. Meanwhile, we should get out of this nice family's driveway," Frost said.
"What, you expect us to just go with you?" Laura challenged.
Frost's eyes suddenly went dark and scary, and I understood why people called him by his last name. "Yes," he said simply, but the word contained a dictionary of meanings, with adjectives, nouns, pronouns...the whole shebang.
I swallowed. "Ok."
The first thing I thought was, 'Gee, Amber has the same t-shirt as me'.
Then I took a deep breath to scream.
"Jesus, hold her," I heard Frost say in his cool half American, half Australian accent, and Amber clamped her hand over my mouth again. My eyes darted to the right, and I could see Laura looking blankly at the ground. She was awake, but she looked...stoned. Shit! They had gotten to Laura!
"She's ok," Amber's husky voice said. "We just needed to shut her up before she screamed down the town. Now, if I let go of you, will you promise not to scream and run away?" she asked again. I nodded, and she backed away slowly, until she was sure that wasn't going to bolt.
"Alright," she said and relaxed. "Now, I know you guys must be a little confused." I looked at Laura and she seemed to be coming out of her daze.
"Confused! Confused?" I shouted. "I am waaay past confused." I lowered my voice because I realised I didn't want to end up stoned or whatever. I stabbed my finger in their general direction. "You guys killed my boyfriend! You're murderers," I hissed, and realised that I probably shouldn't be provoking the nice murderers, but it was too late now. "I saw you kill him with a dildo," I accused Amber.
She looked at me blankly. "A dildo?"
"Yeah!" Laura piped up, obviously recovered. "I saw you too! A freaking giant dildo!"
Frost seemed to think something was funny, and he was pissing himself trying not to laugh. "Jesus," he said, "you thought it was a fucking dildo."
Then Amber seemed to get the joke, and suddenly she was grinning too.
"What? What's so funny?"
"Look...we'll tell you later. Meanwhile, we should get out of this nice family's driveway," Frost said.
"What, you expect us to just go with you?" Laura challenged.
Frost's eyes suddenly went dark and scary, and I understood why people called him by his last name. "Yes," he said simply, but the word contained a dictionary of meanings, with adjectives, nouns, pronouns...the whole shebang.
I swallowed. "Ok."
