Author's Note: This chapter was worked on by all three of us... hope you
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Chapter 10: Getting A Few Things Straight
Heather was sitting in the back seat, looking into the bed of the truck where the guys were sitting. She could see they were bitching but couldn't exactly hear what they were saying. She sighed and looked up at Raechel and Amanda. She relaxed against the seat and then shot forward, "I just thought of something!" Amanda and Rae both jumped at the sudden outburst. They both looked at her oddly. "What," Rae asked annoyed. "Turn the damn truck around, now." Heather said. "What? Why," Amanda asked shocked. "Go back to Brock's. Now," Heather nodded then grinned. Rae looked at her in the rearview mirror, "What the fuck are you talkin' about?" Heather smiled, "Rena, we've got to do something about her. She knows we took Brock." Amanda looked at Raechel and nodded, "She's right." Raechel sighed heavily, "Fine." She did a sharp U-turn in the middle of the road, and started speeding back toward Brock's house. Once they reached the house, again, they all saw Rena just now getting up. Heather and Amanda grinned. "Lets get her," they all said in unison and climbed out of the truck. Rena looked up at the three girls as they stalked toward her. She was now to her knees, "Please..." she started to beg. Rae smirked, "Sorry, but we can't do that, not properly equipped." Heather and Amanda started laughing. Raechel grabbed Rena by her bleached hair and yanked her off the ground. "Watch it," Rena yelled. Heather rolled her eyes as she and Amanda each helped Rae carry her into the house. "Where to," Rae asked as Rena started to struggle. "Basement," Heather said as Rena tried to kick her. "Stupid whore," Heather growled. "Calm down," Amanda laughed. The girls finally found the basement door and opened it to reveal a long dark stairwell. "Like hell I'm going down there." Amanda smirked and started shaking her head. Raechel grinned devilishly at Rena, "Either you can down willingly, or we toss you down there like a sack of fuckin' potatoes." Amanda nodded in agreement, "Yeah. So, get to walking." Rena started down the stairs, but stopped after a couple. Heather shook her head, "Too slow." She used her foot and pushed Rena down the stairs. She landed at the bottom of the steps and Raechel smirked, "Rough landin'." "OK, now that's taken care of, let's go," Rae said, they all nodded and walked back to the truck. Heather stopped and pulled the couch over in front of the basement door, then grinned and caught up with the girls.
As they got out to the truck, they saw all three guys trying to peer through the side window of the cap. Brock growled, "What did you do to her?" Raechel smirked and flicked his nose through the screen, "Gave her a little push." Amanda started laughing and climbed into the truck. Heather sighed and kept her eyes fixed on the ground. Rae noticed and sighed; she looked at Brock again, "Asshole." She gave him the finger and climbed into the driver's side of the truck. John and Randy smirked at Brock, "Asshole." He looked at them both, "Hey!" He sighed and looked down, "Why am I a fucking asshole," Brock growled. John and Randy both shrugged. "I have no clue," John said. "I sorta have an idea," Randy said leaning back a little. Brock eyed him and tried to get comfortable but with the way Rae was driving he couldn't stay in one spot. "Spill, I'm a little confused," Brock said frustrated. "All I know is that Amanda said something about Heather, I think that's her name, anyway, she said she loved you, I dunno," Randy shrugged. "Little more detail, please," Brock said. John nodded and he leaned back, "Yeah, Raechel was tellin' me a little about that, after," he grinned. Randy shook his head, "Man, come on." John smiled sheepishly, "Sorry. Anyway, she said that after you left Heather became all depressed, and they're like sisters, so now, Raechel hates you." Brock scoffed, "No shit." John shrugged, "That's all I know man, sorry."
"I'm bored." Heather said sitting back in her seat and crossing her arms. Amanda and Rae laughed. "So tell me how everything went with your men?" Heather leaned forward. Amanda grinned and Rae giggled. "What do you wanna know," Rae asked looking at the road. "Well, first, how freaking big are they," Heather asked, grinning widely. Amanda laughed and pushed her back in the seat. "No, I'm serious," Heather said. Raechel giggled and shook her head, "Damn chica." Amanda smirked and looked over at Rae, "You gonna tell her?" Raechel smirked, "Alright, big. Okay?" Heather smirked, "How big?" Rae and Amanda started laughing. Raechel shook her head again, "Alright, I didn't measure it, but I'm guessin' around 10 or so." Heather's jaw dropped, "Oh my God!" Amanda and Raechel burst out laughing. "Holy fuck! Can I have some of him," Heather asked as she laughed. "Not really," Rae grinned in the rearview mirror. "Damn you hot head," Heather grumbled as she sat back. Heather then looked at Amanda, "What about Randy?" Amanda smirked, "While he's not as equipped as Mr. Cena, apparently, he's damn good in bed." Raechel smirked, "Damn right, my man's got the biggest one," she started laughing. Heather smirked and shook her head. "I wonder how big Brock is," Heather thought out loud. Rae and Amanda laughed. "You'll have to find out," Amanda said turning to look at Heather. "No, that's all right. No...," Heather shook her head.
John shot up when he heard Heather's question, "What the fuck?!" Randy smirked and looked at John, "What's the matter John, ya worried?" John shook his head and smiled confidently, "Hell no." Randy's eyes went wide when he heard Raechel's answer. John smirked and leaned back against the side of the truck, "Yeah, that's right guys." Brock just rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I can't believe you two. They're just using you." John smirked and shrugged, "So what man? It's fun." Randy and John both burst into laughter when they heard Heather wonder how big Brock's was. Brock flushed a light shade of pink. John and Randy laughed harder when the heard her say she didn't want to find out how big it was. "Damn Brock, that girl must really hate you," John said laughing. Brock growled and ignored them. "Like she was going to find out anyway," Brock shrugged.
Raechel looked in the rearview mirror and saw John and Randy were laughing. She narrowed her eyes, "What the hell..." She pulled off the road. Amanda looked at her, "What?" Rae unbuckled her seatbelt and opened her door, "They're fuckin' listenin' to us." Amanda narrowed her eyes and looked back at the guys, "How do you know? They could be joking or something." Rae shook her head, "If you were in this situation, would you be jokin'?" Amanda shook her head, "I guess not." Rae growled and got out slamming the door behind her.
Rae opened the glass and put the tailgate down with a thud. "What the hell's your problem?" She growled. All the guys looked at her shocked. "Uh, nothing. We're making jokes," John said. Brock and Randy nodded in agreement. Raechel looked at them, disbelieving "My fuckin' ass you're makin' jokes." "You can hear us, huh," she asked raising an eyebrow. The guys looked at each other and debated on telling her the truth. "Yes," Randy said sheepishly. Rae growled and looked at Brock, "I suppose you can hear us too?!" Brock glared at her, "What's it matter?" Raechel slammed her hand down on the tailgate, "Don't fuckin' get smart with me!" Brock just continued glaring at her. John swallowed, "Rae, we didn't mean anything, I mean, it's not like we could help hearing you." Raechel looked over at John and cocked her eyebrow. Brock still, didn't take his eyes off her. Rae turned her attention back to him, "You might wanna stop starin' at me like that." Brock scoffed, "Oh yeah?" Raechel nodded sharply, "Yeah." Amanda and Heather had walked around to the back of the truck and were watching Rae nervously as she and Brock glared at each other. The hate between them was obvious. John swallowed and looked at Raechel, "Uh..." Rae snapped and lunged for Brock. Heather and Amanda held her back. Raechel growled, "Lemme go!" Heather tightened her grip, "Calm down!" Raechel struggled against them, "Fuck that shit! I shoulda run this asshole over!" Amanda shook her head, "Rae, don't talk like that."
Amanda pulled Rae back to the front of the truck as Heather shook her head and closed the tailgate and the glass, without looking at Brock. She walked back to the front, "You're in the back, Hot head," she grinned. Rae grumbled and climbed into the back seat. Amanda laughed and got into the drivers seat. Heather got in and turned to Rae, "What is up with you and him?" Rae scoffed, "Give me a break, you know why I hate him." Her voice was getting louder. Heather shook her head and sighed. "Rae, I'm not a baby, and I don't need you sticking up for me, or much less fucking worrying about me!" Heather was really pissed. "Whoa calm down, Heather," Amanda said. Heather glared at her. "Heather you're like my sister! You've changed and I hate it!" Rae yelled. "Shhh, guys will hear," Amanda said. "SO!?" Heather and Rae yelled in unison. Amanda sighed and shook her head. She knew these two were just going to have to get it out there. Rae looked at Heather, "I don't know why you let that fucker have such a hold over you!" Heather got angrier, "I can't fucking help it!" Amanda winced as they were both screaming. Rae began trembling, "Why the fuck can't you get over him?! He's not fuckin' worth it!" "Well, I think he is!" Heather and Rae were both shaking from anger. Amanda hesitated at first then pulled the truck over in case something exploded. Heather and Rae both got out and glared at each other. "Guys, chill," Amanda said. Then, out of nowhere, Heather tackled Rae to the ground. Raechel pushed Heather off her, "What the fuck?!" Heather charged at her again, and Rae dropped her to the ground. They started wrestling in the dirt. Heather punched Rae in the face, and Rae recoiled. She wrapped her hands around Heather's neck and started screaming, "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Amanda watched nervously, but started freaking out when Rae started strangling Heather, "Oh my God! Raechel Dawn, stop it!" Heather kneed Rae in the stomach and Raechel released her hold on Heather. They started rolling again, and Heather pinned her down. She punched her a couple times, before Raechel flipped her off. Raechel then picked Heather up and punched her, causing her to fall back on the ground. She then pinned her and punched her a couple times. Heather pushed her off and before they could go after each other again, Amanda got in between them, "Stop it!" Raechel wiped the blood from her lip and glared at Heather, who was wiping blood from a cut above her eyebrow. Amanda drew in a deep breath and sighed, "You guys are two good of friends to be acting like this." Heather looked at the ground as Rae looked at the night sky. "Come on, hug, make up," Amanda said. Heather and Rae looked at each other before looking away again. Amanda sighed, "You two are acting like children. Stop it." They still didn't look at each other. Amanda kicked the ground, "Damn it!" She went back to the truck and came back with handcuffs. Heather and Rae looked at her as if she was crazy. "Until," Amanda grabbed Heather's wrist and cuffed her. "You," she dragged her over to Rae, "Can act," she cuffed Rae, "Like women you are you staying hooked," Amanda grinned. Raechel pulled against the handcuffs, "Amanda, what the fuck is this shit?! I can't fuckin' believe you!" Amanda smirked and put her hands on her hips, "Well, when you prove that you can act your age, I'll let you go." Heather shook her head and grumbled, "I can't fucking believe you." Amanda smirked, "Well, come on. Let's go find somewhere to stay tonight." Amanda led them back up to the truck. Rae and Heather noticed the guys were watching. Raechel narrowed her eyes, "What the fuck are you lookin' at?!" John held up his hands, "Hey, don't get mad at me." Heather looked away and kept her eyes fixed on the truck as Raechel opened the back door.
Heather and Rae were still arguing in the backseat. "Why did you have to go and embarass me in front of Brock like that? I don't care anymore if he's gone," Heather said, glaring over at Rae. "Bull fuckin' shit Heather. You know you haven't been the same since fuckhead left," Rae yelled, trying to turn around to glare at Brock. "Raechel Dawn, turn around, and leave the guys alone," Amanda said, from the drivers seat. "Amanda, let us go. This is such bullshit," Heather said, trying to get as far away from Rae right now, as she could. "Well if you two wouldn't act worse than a couple of children, I would," Amanda answered. "You know Heather, if you would just tell Brock what a fuckin bitch ass neanderthal he is, you would feel so much better. We just don't want to see you upset anymore. Plus I don't like being handcuffed to you either, homewrecker," Rae said, trying to lighten the mood. "Love you too, Rae," Heather said, laughing slightly. The guys were shocked, looking on from the back. "Women, they're always fighting and making up," Randy mumbled, not wanting to get Rae back there again. Afraid that her and Brock would come to blows again. "Rae, you're lucky I'm getting tired of driving. Since you two are playing nicely now. I'll pull over at a gas station, and we'll take the handcuffs off, and you can drive for awhile," Amanda said, laughing at the evil look Rae and Heather sent, at the playing nicely comment. Raechel smiled and looked at Heather, "Nah, you can drive." Heather smiled, "Aww, thanks Rae." Raechel nodded and smiled.
Author's Note: Aww... look at that... my crazy no drivin' ass is lettin' Heather drive... LOL... hope you liked it... REVIEW...
Chapter 10: Getting A Few Things Straight
Heather was sitting in the back seat, looking into the bed of the truck where the guys were sitting. She could see they were bitching but couldn't exactly hear what they were saying. She sighed and looked up at Raechel and Amanda. She relaxed against the seat and then shot forward, "I just thought of something!" Amanda and Rae both jumped at the sudden outburst. They both looked at her oddly. "What," Rae asked annoyed. "Turn the damn truck around, now." Heather said. "What? Why," Amanda asked shocked. "Go back to Brock's. Now," Heather nodded then grinned. Rae looked at her in the rearview mirror, "What the fuck are you talkin' about?" Heather smiled, "Rena, we've got to do something about her. She knows we took Brock." Amanda looked at Raechel and nodded, "She's right." Raechel sighed heavily, "Fine." She did a sharp U-turn in the middle of the road, and started speeding back toward Brock's house. Once they reached the house, again, they all saw Rena just now getting up. Heather and Amanda grinned. "Lets get her," they all said in unison and climbed out of the truck. Rena looked up at the three girls as they stalked toward her. She was now to her knees, "Please..." she started to beg. Rae smirked, "Sorry, but we can't do that, not properly equipped." Heather and Amanda started laughing. Raechel grabbed Rena by her bleached hair and yanked her off the ground. "Watch it," Rena yelled. Heather rolled her eyes as she and Amanda each helped Rae carry her into the house. "Where to," Rae asked as Rena started to struggle. "Basement," Heather said as Rena tried to kick her. "Stupid whore," Heather growled. "Calm down," Amanda laughed. The girls finally found the basement door and opened it to reveal a long dark stairwell. "Like hell I'm going down there." Amanda smirked and started shaking her head. Raechel grinned devilishly at Rena, "Either you can down willingly, or we toss you down there like a sack of fuckin' potatoes." Amanda nodded in agreement, "Yeah. So, get to walking." Rena started down the stairs, but stopped after a couple. Heather shook her head, "Too slow." She used her foot and pushed Rena down the stairs. She landed at the bottom of the steps and Raechel smirked, "Rough landin'." "OK, now that's taken care of, let's go," Rae said, they all nodded and walked back to the truck. Heather stopped and pulled the couch over in front of the basement door, then grinned and caught up with the girls.
As they got out to the truck, they saw all three guys trying to peer through the side window of the cap. Brock growled, "What did you do to her?" Raechel smirked and flicked his nose through the screen, "Gave her a little push." Amanda started laughing and climbed into the truck. Heather sighed and kept her eyes fixed on the ground. Rae noticed and sighed; she looked at Brock again, "Asshole." She gave him the finger and climbed into the driver's side of the truck. John and Randy smirked at Brock, "Asshole." He looked at them both, "Hey!" He sighed and looked down, "Why am I a fucking asshole," Brock growled. John and Randy both shrugged. "I have no clue," John said. "I sorta have an idea," Randy said leaning back a little. Brock eyed him and tried to get comfortable but with the way Rae was driving he couldn't stay in one spot. "Spill, I'm a little confused," Brock said frustrated. "All I know is that Amanda said something about Heather, I think that's her name, anyway, she said she loved you, I dunno," Randy shrugged. "Little more detail, please," Brock said. John nodded and he leaned back, "Yeah, Raechel was tellin' me a little about that, after," he grinned. Randy shook his head, "Man, come on." John smiled sheepishly, "Sorry. Anyway, she said that after you left Heather became all depressed, and they're like sisters, so now, Raechel hates you." Brock scoffed, "No shit." John shrugged, "That's all I know man, sorry."
"I'm bored." Heather said sitting back in her seat and crossing her arms. Amanda and Rae laughed. "So tell me how everything went with your men?" Heather leaned forward. Amanda grinned and Rae giggled. "What do you wanna know," Rae asked looking at the road. "Well, first, how freaking big are they," Heather asked, grinning widely. Amanda laughed and pushed her back in the seat. "No, I'm serious," Heather said. Raechel giggled and shook her head, "Damn chica." Amanda smirked and looked over at Rae, "You gonna tell her?" Raechel smirked, "Alright, big. Okay?" Heather smirked, "How big?" Rae and Amanda started laughing. Raechel shook her head again, "Alright, I didn't measure it, but I'm guessin' around 10 or so." Heather's jaw dropped, "Oh my God!" Amanda and Raechel burst out laughing. "Holy fuck! Can I have some of him," Heather asked as she laughed. "Not really," Rae grinned in the rearview mirror. "Damn you hot head," Heather grumbled as she sat back. Heather then looked at Amanda, "What about Randy?" Amanda smirked, "While he's not as equipped as Mr. Cena, apparently, he's damn good in bed." Raechel smirked, "Damn right, my man's got the biggest one," she started laughing. Heather smirked and shook her head. "I wonder how big Brock is," Heather thought out loud. Rae and Amanda laughed. "You'll have to find out," Amanda said turning to look at Heather. "No, that's all right. No...," Heather shook her head.
John shot up when he heard Heather's question, "What the fuck?!" Randy smirked and looked at John, "What's the matter John, ya worried?" John shook his head and smiled confidently, "Hell no." Randy's eyes went wide when he heard Raechel's answer. John smirked and leaned back against the side of the truck, "Yeah, that's right guys." Brock just rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I can't believe you two. They're just using you." John smirked and shrugged, "So what man? It's fun." Randy and John both burst into laughter when they heard Heather wonder how big Brock's was. Brock flushed a light shade of pink. John and Randy laughed harder when the heard her say she didn't want to find out how big it was. "Damn Brock, that girl must really hate you," John said laughing. Brock growled and ignored them. "Like she was going to find out anyway," Brock shrugged.
Raechel looked in the rearview mirror and saw John and Randy were laughing. She narrowed her eyes, "What the hell..." She pulled off the road. Amanda looked at her, "What?" Rae unbuckled her seatbelt and opened her door, "They're fuckin' listenin' to us." Amanda narrowed her eyes and looked back at the guys, "How do you know? They could be joking or something." Rae shook her head, "If you were in this situation, would you be jokin'?" Amanda shook her head, "I guess not." Rae growled and got out slamming the door behind her.
Rae opened the glass and put the tailgate down with a thud. "What the hell's your problem?" She growled. All the guys looked at her shocked. "Uh, nothing. We're making jokes," John said. Brock and Randy nodded in agreement. Raechel looked at them, disbelieving "My fuckin' ass you're makin' jokes." "You can hear us, huh," she asked raising an eyebrow. The guys looked at each other and debated on telling her the truth. "Yes," Randy said sheepishly. Rae growled and looked at Brock, "I suppose you can hear us too?!" Brock glared at her, "What's it matter?" Raechel slammed her hand down on the tailgate, "Don't fuckin' get smart with me!" Brock just continued glaring at her. John swallowed, "Rae, we didn't mean anything, I mean, it's not like we could help hearing you." Raechel looked over at John and cocked her eyebrow. Brock still, didn't take his eyes off her. Rae turned her attention back to him, "You might wanna stop starin' at me like that." Brock scoffed, "Oh yeah?" Raechel nodded sharply, "Yeah." Amanda and Heather had walked around to the back of the truck and were watching Rae nervously as she and Brock glared at each other. The hate between them was obvious. John swallowed and looked at Raechel, "Uh..." Rae snapped and lunged for Brock. Heather and Amanda held her back. Raechel growled, "Lemme go!" Heather tightened her grip, "Calm down!" Raechel struggled against them, "Fuck that shit! I shoulda run this asshole over!" Amanda shook her head, "Rae, don't talk like that."
Amanda pulled Rae back to the front of the truck as Heather shook her head and closed the tailgate and the glass, without looking at Brock. She walked back to the front, "You're in the back, Hot head," she grinned. Rae grumbled and climbed into the back seat. Amanda laughed and got into the drivers seat. Heather got in and turned to Rae, "What is up with you and him?" Rae scoffed, "Give me a break, you know why I hate him." Her voice was getting louder. Heather shook her head and sighed. "Rae, I'm not a baby, and I don't need you sticking up for me, or much less fucking worrying about me!" Heather was really pissed. "Whoa calm down, Heather," Amanda said. Heather glared at her. "Heather you're like my sister! You've changed and I hate it!" Rae yelled. "Shhh, guys will hear," Amanda said. "SO!?" Heather and Rae yelled in unison. Amanda sighed and shook her head. She knew these two were just going to have to get it out there. Rae looked at Heather, "I don't know why you let that fucker have such a hold over you!" Heather got angrier, "I can't fucking help it!" Amanda winced as they were both screaming. Rae began trembling, "Why the fuck can't you get over him?! He's not fuckin' worth it!" "Well, I think he is!" Heather and Rae were both shaking from anger. Amanda hesitated at first then pulled the truck over in case something exploded. Heather and Rae both got out and glared at each other. "Guys, chill," Amanda said. Then, out of nowhere, Heather tackled Rae to the ground. Raechel pushed Heather off her, "What the fuck?!" Heather charged at her again, and Rae dropped her to the ground. They started wrestling in the dirt. Heather punched Rae in the face, and Rae recoiled. She wrapped her hands around Heather's neck and started screaming, "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Amanda watched nervously, but started freaking out when Rae started strangling Heather, "Oh my God! Raechel Dawn, stop it!" Heather kneed Rae in the stomach and Raechel released her hold on Heather. They started rolling again, and Heather pinned her down. She punched her a couple times, before Raechel flipped her off. Raechel then picked Heather up and punched her, causing her to fall back on the ground. She then pinned her and punched her a couple times. Heather pushed her off and before they could go after each other again, Amanda got in between them, "Stop it!" Raechel wiped the blood from her lip and glared at Heather, who was wiping blood from a cut above her eyebrow. Amanda drew in a deep breath and sighed, "You guys are two good of friends to be acting like this." Heather looked at the ground as Rae looked at the night sky. "Come on, hug, make up," Amanda said. Heather and Rae looked at each other before looking away again. Amanda sighed, "You two are acting like children. Stop it." They still didn't look at each other. Amanda kicked the ground, "Damn it!" She went back to the truck and came back with handcuffs. Heather and Rae looked at her as if she was crazy. "Until," Amanda grabbed Heather's wrist and cuffed her. "You," she dragged her over to Rae, "Can act," she cuffed Rae, "Like women you are you staying hooked," Amanda grinned. Raechel pulled against the handcuffs, "Amanda, what the fuck is this shit?! I can't fuckin' believe you!" Amanda smirked and put her hands on her hips, "Well, when you prove that you can act your age, I'll let you go." Heather shook her head and grumbled, "I can't fucking believe you." Amanda smirked, "Well, come on. Let's go find somewhere to stay tonight." Amanda led them back up to the truck. Rae and Heather noticed the guys were watching. Raechel narrowed her eyes, "What the fuck are you lookin' at?!" John held up his hands, "Hey, don't get mad at me." Heather looked away and kept her eyes fixed on the truck as Raechel opened the back door.
Heather and Rae were still arguing in the backseat. "Why did you have to go and embarass me in front of Brock like that? I don't care anymore if he's gone," Heather said, glaring over at Rae. "Bull fuckin' shit Heather. You know you haven't been the same since fuckhead left," Rae yelled, trying to turn around to glare at Brock. "Raechel Dawn, turn around, and leave the guys alone," Amanda said, from the drivers seat. "Amanda, let us go. This is such bullshit," Heather said, trying to get as far away from Rae right now, as she could. "Well if you two wouldn't act worse than a couple of children, I would," Amanda answered. "You know Heather, if you would just tell Brock what a fuckin bitch ass neanderthal he is, you would feel so much better. We just don't want to see you upset anymore. Plus I don't like being handcuffed to you either, homewrecker," Rae said, trying to lighten the mood. "Love you too, Rae," Heather said, laughing slightly. The guys were shocked, looking on from the back. "Women, they're always fighting and making up," Randy mumbled, not wanting to get Rae back there again. Afraid that her and Brock would come to blows again. "Rae, you're lucky I'm getting tired of driving. Since you two are playing nicely now. I'll pull over at a gas station, and we'll take the handcuffs off, and you can drive for awhile," Amanda said, laughing at the evil look Rae and Heather sent, at the playing nicely comment. Raechel smiled and looked at Heather, "Nah, you can drive." Heather smiled, "Aww, thanks Rae." Raechel nodded and smiled.
Author's Note: Aww... look at that... my crazy no drivin' ass is lettin' Heather drive... LOL... hope you liked it... REVIEW...