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Chapter 20) Up against the wall

El was driving back to his house. He had bought some food and checked around for people who knew about what happened last night. Luckily he hadn't heard any mention of Sands' escape. Even so he still didn't feel comfortable about helping Sands and the girl. Something was wrong. And he was going to find out what it was, preferably the easy way, but knowing Sands...it was most likely going to be the hard way.

About thirty meters before his house he parked the car. 'Let's see what's going on', he thought. Slowly he stepped out of his car and closed the door silently. Without getting the food he started the walk to his house. About four meters before his house he stopped for a moment, listening for something that he hadn't heard yet. After a minute he started walking to the house again.

'This is absurd, I'm sneaking around my own house', he thought. But still… He wanted to know what was going on while he wasn't around. He ducked a little and looked through the kitchen window. He frowned, the girl wasn't in the kitchen or the living room.

'That's strange, where did she go?' El frowned and walked back to the frontdoor. When he was about to put his key in the look he heard a voice.

"I'm not going!" It's said in a determined tone. El stopped breathing and putted his keys back into his pocket. He knew it was Sands, and he didn't sound very happy. Without thinking he snuck back to the kitchen window, pulled his gun and looked up. He still couldn't see anyone but the window was a slightly open so he could hear Sands better.

" Fuck you, I'm fine, and I'm not going!" The CIA agent yelled furiously.

"Yes you are, you smell like shit and that wound will get infected if you don't take a shower soon." This time it was the girl, clearly out of patience.

"Still, I'm not going!" Sands said, very certain.

"WHY NOT!" The girl screamed.

"Because."

"That's not an answer, and not even close to a good excuse."

"Like I give a shit." The girl cursed.

"Can you please, for the love of god, stop being such a stubborn asshole! For once please stop arguing!"

"No, and I like being a stubborn asshole."

The girl sighed. "Okay, then tell me why you won't take a shower? It's totally normal to take showers, so please act like a normal person and take one!"

"No, I won't!"

"Why not!"

" 'Cause I don't know if El, or any other fuckmook that wants me dead, is around. And I don't feel like going up against someone like that without a gun, savvy?"

El's anger grew. So he was thinking of killing him. He clenched his fist. He wouldn't give Sands the chance, he had stolen his gun and if that man made one wrong move he would kill him.

"I checked the place five times! There is no one in this house except you and me. And now you're going, or else I'll wait 'till El comes home, then he can walk you to the bathroom." Even El could hear the threatening tone in her voice.

"Fine." Sands spat. "I'll take a shower, and afterwards I'll kill you." El's eyes narrowed as he checked his ammo. His gun was almost full, if Sands tried anything he would be ready.

"Great, thanks for your wonderful cooperation." The girl cheered. The door opened and she walked out, her hair was in a pony tail with a few of the strands and fallen into her eyes. She had her arm around Sands' good shoulder as they walked. El watched the girl and noticed that she didn't look scared or fearful at all.

Then he looked at Sands and frowned. The man was pale and his steps where shaky. Every few seconds he turned his head and El could see that he was stressed, no not stressed, frightened. El moved a little higher up so he could get a better view. It was strange to see Sands like that. He couldn't remember a time when Sands didn't look cocky and dangerous. He started to wonder what was wrong. Sands stopped walking.

"How can I be so sure you won't let me walk into a wall?" He said worriedly.

" 'Cause I have never done that before and if I do it now, you will start screaming and yelling and probably destroy some of El's stuff. And there is no way I could get you into the bathroom after that, so I won't let you run into a wall." She softly pushed him forward. But Sands still didn't look relieved.

El rose an eyebrow. What was up with Sands? Why did he look so frightened? He stood in the middle of the room and could see that no one was there, so why was he so worried? Without thinking, El kicked a small stone in frustration.

"What was that!"

"Shit." El cursed silently,Sands had heard him. He had to get out of there, it would be way too suspicious if they found him out there, without the car and food. As quickly and silently as he could, he hurried back to his car. Angry with himself, he yanked the door open and sat down in the driver's seat. He wasn't in a hurry to get back to his house so he turned the radio on and grabbed a lukewarm bottle of cola out of the grocery bag.

"This is going to be a long day." He muttered.

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Why did that little bitch have to bother him? Fucking little brat! First she was speaking to him like a child in an attempt to make him get up, which was extremely annoying. And when he did get up she kept nagging him about taking a shower. Wasn't it obvious that he wasn't exactly worried about his personal hygiene right now. He just wanted to lay down and sleep.

But no, she couldn't let him sleep! She had to get him and make him walk around in a room that he was totally lost in. He had no idea where anything was. Then she has the nerve to use El as a fucking threat, he should have killer her. A couple of weeks ago he wouldn't have put up with some one threatening him, not even a little girl...but this wasn't a couple of weeks ago.

"Hello! Are you even listening!" Snapped a voice next to him sounding angry.

"What!" He snapped back.

"I, was telling you where everything was. So you better pay attention or else you will end up using bleck instead of shampoo. And I'm sure that wouldn't look that 'great'." It was impossible to miss her sarcasm.

"Hold your smart ass comments, girl. You're in no position to talk like that!" He said in a cold voice, it was barely above a growl.

"Like you are." Lizz scoffed rolling her eyes. "Face it, Sands, where on the same level, no one's in control this time." She looked back at the bathroom. "Like I said the-" She didn't got the chance to finish her sentence before Sands grabbed her by the neck and pushed her against the nearest wall.

"What did you say?" He said his voice alarmingly calm. Lizz balanced on the tips of her toes, shocked by his actions. Then her eyes narrowed. She forcefully grabbed his hands and tried to pull them off of her throat.

"What the fuck are you doing! Let me go!"

"Don't thinks so, luv, first answer the question." He replied coldly. He pushed her a little bit higher. Lizz gasped for air and looked down, trying to find a spot to place her feet.

"Let me go, idiot, your going to kill me!" She yelled frightened.

"Now, now, don't be rude. And choking you would take to long, I prefer fast and easy." With his free hand he stroked over the back of her neck. "Breaking your neck for instance." He looked up, so she looked right into his dark sunglasses. "So, I ask you again, who's in control?" Lizz swallowed loudly, utterly terrified as she looked into his dark sunglasses.

"You are."

Sands smiled. "Good, I'm glad that we talked that out…" He suddenly let her go and she landed on her butt. She cursed and rubbed her neck.

"Bastard!"

"Sticks and stones. Now tell me again, where's the shower."

Furious, she looked up. "Find it yourself, you fucking idiot, you almost killed me!" She stood up and ran to the door. "I hope you drown!" And with a loud bang she slammed the door shut.
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After an hour of being in the showing, hoping to god that he had used the shampoo, and almost breaking his back after stepping out of the shower, Sands was dressed and pretty happy with himself. Not only did he feel ten times better, but he had also discovered that he could shower without assistance. To many that didn't sound like much, but to him that sounded like he had taken one step closer to being independent.

Humming he opened the bath room door and stepped into the living room. It hit him. He had no idea where he was, or where he came from. 'Great, there goes the happy feeling. I feel like a fucking ecstasy addict with all these ups and downs.'

"Lizz?" He said, questioning from his place in the doorway. Silent .Fuck. Where did the little brat go? "Lizz?" He said again, this time a little bit louder. 'Is she playing games with me?' He wondered. "Lizz, for fucks sake, answer!"

"Lizz, isn't here." She said from the other side of the room. "Leave a message after the beep." Sands smirked.

"You're still mad aren't ya? It's your own fault, you know." He laughed and walked further into the room. After a few steps his foot bumped against something and he fell forwards. Just in time he raised his good arm to stop himself from falling on his face. To his annoyance the girl started to laugh, very loudly.

"Look, the dangerous Sheldon Jeffery Sands fell on his ass! Who's in control now, bastard." Again she started to laugh. Incredibly pissed off, Sands tried to get up.

"Oh, don't move to far to the left, there is some broken glass." She announced. Sands wasn't wearing any shoes so he sat down on his knees.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" His voice was full of rage. "Do you think this is fucking funny!"

"A little." She giggled. "But it's more about revenge, and since you already made it clear that you are stronger than me, I had to cheat a little. See it like creative sportsmanship." Lizz smiled viciously, looking proudly at the very mad agent.

"How dare you use this." He pointed to his glasses. "Against me! That's pretty fucking low!"

"Oh, and forcing me against the wall wasn't! Especially when I told you my life story, maybe not the details, but I thought you were smart enough to figure it out. Why do you think I left?" She didn't wait for his response. "Because he tried to rape me. If it wasn't for some guy that just happened to walk in, I would have kissed my virginity good bye...and what you did made me think about what happened in the bath room. How would you feel if some fucked up guy pushes you against the wall, threatens you and ask how's in control!" She looked at Sands and watched his mouth drop open.

"Yeah, You didn't think about that, huh? Stupid fuck, stupid, stupid idiot.You're so fucking egocentric, you don't even care if you hurt me with you're fucked up games! El was right, it's a all a game to you! I'm nothing more then a freaking TOY!" She heard her voice jump a few pitches. "Good thing I'm not that naïve anymore! Next time you touch me like that I will be carrying a gun, just so you know."

She stood up from the sofa and walked carefully around the pieces of broken glass, the small table she had placed in the middle of the room, and the pieces of rope she had tied from one side of the wall to the other as she walked to the front door and stopped.

"You think you're so god damn smart? Then save your own ass! I'm out, you're on your own!" She said coldly as she opened the door and walked out. She kicked the door shut and sat down on the veranda. She sighed and raked her hand through her hair. "Let's see who's in control now." She thought looking at the door. "Fucking bastard…"

Great job Sands, within three chapters you mangiest to fuck everything up again. I think that's must be a personal record.

Sorry by the way that this chap is so short, but my school and homework are trying to kill me. ( fucker up bastard…) But the good thing is I'm hocked to continue this story AND I (FINALY) have a idea what's going to happen! ( applause people!)

Luvzzz Sue-AnneSparrow