A/N: And here's chapter 9. I hope ya'll like it! Let me know if you do or don't, and don't worry, if you're anything like me, you hate the whole 'oh my gosh a GUY has to save me!' and trust me, that's not going to happen…well, not completely, but there'll be enough of superwoman and damsel in distress for everyone to be happy. Oh, and to I am not a chipmunk – lol, that's an amazing idea! Lol, actually that gives me an idea for another story lol, and I'll dedicate it to you only cuz you have a twisted mind…just like me! giggle to everyone - Anyways…ENJOI!
Summer woke up with a splitting headache. She couldn't focus her eyes. It took her a couple blinks before her eyes focused. She tried to stand up, and walked around her enclosure. She was standing on a wood floor in a room that had one door, white walls, and a camera. It also had a large black piece of glass next to the door that stretched almost the entire length of the wall. Summer knew exactly what it was. It was a window where anyone who looked from the other side could see her, but she couldn't see them. There were bright lights on the ceiling. Summer tried to massage her temples. Her head felt like it was going to explode. Why was Chris doing this? Why was he trying to have her killed?
Suddenly, the door flew open and Chris walked in. Summer knew that they only way she was going to get out of there was to act like she wasn't scared, even though she was terrified. She leaned up against a wall and crossed her arms across her chest.
'So, Tinkerbell, how do you like it here?' Chris said after closing the door behind him. Summer laughed, and then became serious.
'Don't call me Tinkerbell, that's something only my friends do,' she said in her matter-of-fact tone. Chris laughed an evil laugh.
'Fine, I'll give you that much Hathaway.'
'What do you want with me Chris?' Summer said, getting to the point. She still tried to look like she wasn't afraid, but she couldn't stop her hands from shaking. Chris smiled. He walked towards Summer until he was standing right in front of her. Suddenly, his hand shot out and he punched the wall, and Summer jumped and squeaked. Chris leaned on the wall with his one arm and brought his face about 3 inches in front of Summer's with a wicked look on his face. Summer tried to collect herself from the fright she just had.
'Maybe I want you all for me,' Chris said sensually and laid his hand on Summer's neck and started to lean in. Instantly Summer brought up her knee until it met with Chris…well…happy place, and hard. Chris jumped back, grabbed his…happy place…and fell over. Summer knew that this was a chance to get away. She jumped over Chris and ran towards the door. Before she made it through, Chris grabbed her ankle and she fell on the floor. Before she could get up, Chris jumped up, pulled Summer up, and grabbed her neck. He slammed her body against one of the walls, and was still holding her neck. Summer tried to pull his hand away from her neck, but his arm wouldn't budge. His eyes looked like flames were in them.
'Don't even try Hathaway. Even if you did get out of this room, there's always Andy to help me out in bringing you back,' Chris said. Summer spat in his face. Chris still didn't move his hand. Summer's head felt like it was splitting apart. Chris wiped his face and slammed her head against the wall again.
'Don't worry, I'll have you if I want you,' he said and kissed her. Summer tried to pull away, but Chris pressed his lips against hers. He suddenly let go, and Summer fell to the floor. Chris walked out of the room and slammed the door behind him. Summer gasped for air on the floor. She knew there was a good chance she wasn't going to make it out of there alive.
Freddy was at the desk in the nurses' station. He wasn't cleared to leave the hospital, but he decided to chat it up with the nurses. While chatting with a nurse about letting him switch outfits and sneaking out, Millie, the head nurse walked up to the desk.
'Harassing my nurses again Mr. Jones?' she said without even looking up from a patient's chart that a nurse had just handed her. Freddy smirked.
'This is my 3rd time her in the 6 months, Millie, you know your nurses love me.'
'Yea, unfortunately they do. But I have good news for you. You can go home. Just leave that shoulder alone for the next 2 months and you'll be back at your drum set in no time.'
Freddy smiled and hugged Millie, 'Thank God. Millie, you are the BOMB. Next concert when we're in town, you get front row seats.'
'Be still my racing heart,' Millie said, dramatically covering her heart with her hand. She laughed and ruffled his hair and Freddy went to get ready to leave. He liked Millie. She was a nice lady who was still cool.
As Freddy was throwing his clothes on, he heard a knock at the door. He turned around and opened the door, it was Chris. Freddy was a bit confused.
'Uh…hey,' he said. Chris leaned against the doorframe.
'Hey, uh, Summer just called me and asked if I could give you a ride to her house,' Chris said. Freddy hesitated, but nodded. Summer really did like this guy, and she trusted him, so Freddy trusted him.
Freddy waved bye to Millie as he walked out of the hospital with Chris. Freddy followed him to his car. Freddy opened the passenger's seat and got in.
'Nice sling. I guess I really did hit something,' Freddy heard a voice from the backseat. He spun around to see who it was, but all he saw was the butt end of a gun head right for his temple. Freddy slouched over in his seat.
'You know Chris, this is just too easy,' Andy said. Chris turned around and looked at him.
'That's because these people are stupid,' Chris said. He turned and looked at Freddy's unconscious body, 'See, I told you that you were going to see Summer.' Chris and Andy laughed. Chris knew that his plan was going to work. When he got Andy involved, he could already taste victory. Andy was a skilled criminal. He knew all the tricks to not get caught, and he was still only 17. He had known Andy since they were in diapers, and he knew the things Andy was capable of. Chris wasn't scared of killing a person or two to get what he wanted…fame and fortune. He could only do that with School of Rock out of the way, and what better way to do that than to get rid of the two stars: Tinkerbell and Spazzy McGee.
Summer was sitting against a wall with her knees bent and her elbows over her knees. She had taken her sweatshirt off earlier, so she was wearing her Ramones T-shirt, jeans, and her green converse. Her hair was straight down over her shoulders. Her headache was finally gone and she was thinking about another way to get out of there. Without warning, the door flew open. Summer didn't move, she was still trying to make it seem like she wasn't scared. This time, Chris walked in, and right behind him, another person, whom she assumed was Andy, walked in. Andy was dragging a body behind him. Instantly Summer knew who it was…Freddy. Summer stood up ran over to Freddy's body when Andy threw him against a wall.
'Enjoy the company,' Chris said and he and Andy laughed. Summer stood up and ran at them, but they were out the door and closed it so Summer just slammed shoulder first into the door. She kept trying to slam her shoulder into the door, she intended on knocking it down. She slammed her fists against the door, and then moved to the window. She punched the window and looked right into it. She knew Chris was looking right at her. She could feel it…and she was right. Chris was leaning on the windowsill, watching her struggle. He loved it.
Summer walked back over to Freddy's body. She tried to lift his head, but her hand that she just punched the window with stung with pain. She figure she probably broke a bone or two from punching it so hard. She sat Freddy's body up against the wall as well as she could, despite the broken hand. Summer sat next to Freddy and held his hand in her lap. She couldn't believe Chris had gotten Freddy involved in this.
After about 15 minutes, Freddy moaned. Summer looked over at him.
'My head…' Freddy groaned and put his hand to his head.
'It'll be like that for at least an hour,' Summer said from next to him. Freddy looked over at her in shock.
'Summer? What happened? Where are we?' Freddy asked. Summer was still looking straight ahead of her. She was still majorly pissed off.
'Chris, the bastard. His little henchman hit me in the car and I was knocked out. Then he brought me here. I have no idea where we are, and yea, I'm scared,' Summer said looking at Freddy. She felt all her emotions rushing to the surface. She felt tears running down her cheeks, but she didn't even bother wiping them away. She was scared, and now upset that Freddy was probably going to share the same fate that she was.
Freddy grabbed Summer's hand and pulled her closer to him and looked right into her eyes.
'We're going to be ok, I promise,' he said. He leaned in to kiss her, and he gently laid his hand on her neck. As soon as his hand touched her neck, Summer flinched in pain and pulled away.
'What is it?' Freddy said, and then he saw her neck. It had small purple and black circles, 4 of them on one side and one large on the other side.
'What happened?' Freddy asked, getting on his knees and getting a better look at Summer's neck.
'He just grabbed me by the neck, I'm ok though, I promise,' Summer said, flinching whenever Freddy grazed his fingers over one of the bruises.
'It's not Ok,' Freddy said and leaned back against the wall again. He pulled Summer next to him and she leaned her head on his good shoulder.
'How's your shoulder?' Summer asked when Freddy put his arm around her and kissed her head.
'It's ok,' he lied. In reality, it was throbbing. He must have landed on it when they threw him into the room. Freddy and Summer just sat, thinking about what to do. Freddy then noticed his surroundings.
'What's that black thing?' he asked, talking about the window. Summer explained to him what she thought it was. Freddy nodded and noticed the camera. He knew what they could do.
'Chris habla en espanol?' (Does Chris speak Spanish?) Freddy said. Summer didn't understand what Freddy was trying to get at until he nodded his head towards the camera. Summer smiled. This was how they could communicate without worrying about anyone hearing them.
'No,' she answered, 'Tu estas muy intelligente.' (You are brilliant/very smart) Summer quickly kissed Freddy's lips and smiled. For the first time in hours, she had a glint of hope that they might make it out of there alive. Summer looked at the clock Chris put in the room. It was almost 7 o'clock P.M. Summer and Freddy both took the same Spanish class, and already spoke very fluent Spanish. They continued to discuss what they should do until they came up with a plan. It was almost 11 when they had their plan and back ups figure out.
'Necesitamos dormir (we need to sleep)' Freddy said. Summer nodded. She rolled up her sweatshirt and gave it to Freddy.
'What is this for?' he asked (now speaking English).
'A pillow. I don't need one,' Summer said. Freddy shook his head.
'Yes you do. I'll use my own sweatshirt,' Freddy said. Summer shoved the sweatshirt back into his hands.
'No, don't move your shoulder. You can't take the chance of messing it back up, especially since we're here. Just use the sweatshirt, I know what I'll do about a pillow. Just lay down,' Summer said. Freddy tried to retort but Summer threatened to slap him if he didn't just lay down and let her get comfortable after he did. Freddy laid down and put his head on the sweatshirt. When he was comfortable, he looked up at Summer. He was lying on his good side. Summer scooted close to him, so she was lying on her side facing him, and she put her arm on his bicep. Freddy understood, and he pulled Summer closer so he could wrap his over-shirt around her too. While she fell asleep with her lower arm curled up between them and the other draped over Freddy's stomach under his shirt, he ran his hand up and down her back. Soon he also fell asleep, knowing what he had to do.
A/N: Ok, I know compared to the rest of my chapters this one was really short, but I think it's one of my better chapters, and I would have killed it if I kept going with it. Let me know if you think this is one of my better chapters. Read and Review! Please and thank you!
Sam
P.S. MEXICAN CESSION ROX! (my cousin's in that band, and I LOVE THEM!)