Lyrics belong to Jem "missing you"

: Tell me it's not happening
Say it's not as it seems
Tell me that I'm gonna wake up
It's just a bad dream
Please tell me that it's fiction
Tell me it's just a lie:

Amy's POV

"Amy...Amy!" I hear blurrily as if from far away, I am trying to focus on the voice, it sounds vaguely familiar, I am seriously doing my best, then smack! A flat palm against my face and I start awake.

"There she is," it takes a second for my foggy brain to realize it's Asha standing in front of me, then it all comes rushing back to me. Fighting with Lucy, hearing the door open in the early morning, being glad Lucy was back, Asha jumping me. She put a rag over my mouth, chloroform I guess, so cliché. I struggled for a minute, then slowly everything faded to black. "How ya doin?" Asha smiles down at me.

"Fuck off," I slur, apparently my mouth hasn't come around yet.

"Aww, that's not nice. And the way Lucy was about you I just figured you had to be a nice girl." I tried to form a response, but my head sort of lulled to the side, fog thickening again.

When it cleared I could see Katia out by the pool, her son Michal in the pool, laughing with his mother, splashing her playfully.

"Cute, huh?" Asha asked, obviously following my line of sight. "He's got a lot of energy though, makes me want to kill him." I glare up at her. "Oh, I mean I wouldn't, mostly because Katia would make sure my death was a lot slower and creative than anything I have ever thought of."

"Why am I here?" I ask, glad my voice seems to have returned to normal.

"Why? A few reasons I guess." She steps forward, straddling my legs, she runs her hands up my arms, and being that I am tied to a chair I can do nothing to resist. "One, you are really hot, and look desperately in need of some release from the prim properness of you. Two it's got to be driving Lucy crazy, wondering just what I am doing with you. Three," her hand was at my throat before I saw it move, tightening with every word. "You fucks tried to play me, and I do not like to be played." She let go of me with a shove, stepping off my lap.

"I think I like reason two the best," she grinned, all the hatred of her last sentence gone, now she just sounded like a kid having a good time. I heard the sliding door open and turned to see Katia walking in, dripping wet in a black bikini.

"She is awake?" Katia asked smiling; she smacked my head hard as she passed me. "Hello Deb." She spit the word out. "You have tried to mess up my plan."

"Yeah, sorry about that," I smile apologetically, and receive a backhand across the jaw. "Ow" I open and close my mouth a couple times to make sure it's not broken.

"She doesn't have much of a sense of humor," Asha whispers. "Well, unless you count the whole thing with Lucy. Once she knew what you two were up to she was more than willing to play mad as I touched your girlfriend, got real close and made her squirm." I shut my eyes, trying to block her words out, she laughed. "Don't worry, I don't mean squirm in a good way. You got her whipped, you must be one tasty little piece because it took my best work to get her to just let me kiss her."

"She is stupid, you are so much more than this little girl," Katia wraps her arms around Asha from the back.

"Thanks, baby," Asha leans back into Katia, leaning her head back to kiss her deeply.

"Oh, god," I shut my eyes, so not wanting a live porn show from these two.

"Don't worry, baby," Asha is right in my face when I open my eyes, her hand going to the back of my neck. "There's still plenty for you," she shoves her lips on mine; I try to pull back but have no place to go. I am saved by the ringing of a phone.

"It's Lucy," Katia calls, holding the cell phone out.

"Right on time," Asha takes the phone, flipping it open and walking away. "Hey Luce. Language please, that is not the way a lady talks. Amy? Yeah she's here. Oh, you want to talk?" She pulls the phone from her ear, switching on the speakerphone function. "Talk away."

"Amy?"

"I'm okay," I answer.

"If she fucking touches you," Lucy growled.

"Too late baby, I've touched her everywhere," Asha answers with a smile. "And damn is she a tight piece of..."

"What do you want Asha," Lucy cuts her off.

"What do you think we want? Did you not read the note?" Katia asks.

"It's simple, the deal goes down as planned, no hassles, and we return your girlfriend in more or less one piece. You know you can trust me."

"I know you kill children," Lucy answers, ice covering her voice.

"Only the ones who do drugs," Asha shrugs.

"That's not what I am talking about, and you know it."

"Oh, you mean China? God, get over it. Just get us our stuff, and if you are thinking of pulling any heroics between now and then don't bother."

"I can take you."

"Oh I am sure you can."

"Lucy, don't do anything stupid," I warned.

"Listen to the girl," Asha advised.

"Amy, we can't let them do this."

"We can catch them another day, it's not worth dying."

"God, would you two shut up? Let me just end this conversation. I still have a Gloxco-multi twelve nine." Asha flipped the phone shut, severing the connection.

"What the hell is that?" I asked.

"Oh, Lucy knows. She got it for me." The sliding door opened again, little feet running in, Michal glanced at me, then up at his mom.

"Come back outside. I want to play in pool!"

"In the pool," Katia corrected, she glanced at me with a motherly smile. "So hard to teach English. Michal, I am busy, you can see that." Michal glanced at me again pouting.

"She's been here all day; I want her to go and you to play."

"Just go with him," Asha rolled her eyes. "I don't want to listen to him whine." Katia glared at her.

"Why not, we all listen to you whine," Katia answered, taking Michal's hand. I laughed a little.

"What are you laughing at?" Asha asked.

"You do whine a bit. I mean all this just to hurt a girl that you broke up with anyway. That's pretty lame if you ask me." She jammed a foot between my knees on the seat of the chair, giving it a shove and sending the chair backwards. The back of my head bounced off the floor, spots swam in my vision.

"I didn't ask you," Asha said above me. "And if I was tied to a chair I would keep my mouth shut." She spit, her saliva landing on my cheek; I flinched from the contact, watching as she left through the sliding doors out to the pool.

I tilted my head, managing to lift my shoulder just enough to get most of the spit off. I glanced out at the pool, seeing Asha slide onto the lounge chair behind Katia, kissing her shoulder. I turned, staring up at the ceiling. Twisting a bit to see if I could wriggle loose at all. No luck. I let out a sigh, resigning myself to a long time of ceiling staring.

Also wondering what the Gloxco-multi, whatever was. Sounded like a weapon to me, but what kind. Damn it Lucy, I never want to meet another of your ex's. That is the first thing I am gonna tell her if I see her again. I swallow hard at that thought. If I ever see her, no I will see her again. And if I am lucky enough to see her, the first thing I'll tell her is how much I love her.