What have I done to deserve this kind of torture? Did I anger someone up 'there' or something? Is this just my karma getting back at me for stealing my laptop from Itex?
I have no idea which one it is, or even if it is one of those options, but what I'm going through right now is considered worse than stepping on hot coals…to me, at least.
The two girls, Meredith and Abigail, were talking about boys. And they weren't just saying things like 'Yeah, he was, like, soooooo cute when he said 'I think you look pretty.'
Oh no…of course not. I wouldn't be allowed to get off that easy.
They were discussing what kind of pants makes a guys ass look good, or which they preferred on a guy, nice arms, nice abs, or nice package.
It was more than a little disturbing to me.
What was even worse was that they kept glancing back at me and smiling this horribly creepy smile.
It scared me.
I know, I know. Fang, Mr. Calm Cool and Collected is scared. And of two girls at that. But you don't understand what these chicks can do man.
Meredith, the older one that drove, she didn't seem too bad, just a little out of it all the time, and she was a horrible driver, but other than that, I couldn't really see her doing something bad.
But that Abigail chick…dude, she scares the piss out of me. She did all sorts of freaky things. She even pretended that she had sex with me! And—I think—she's only my age! Something has gone seriously wrong with this girl.
Actually, it's probably because she's a Ginger. Everyone knows that Ginger's are fucked up.
She was currently talking to Meredith about this guy who she's been 'totally crushing on since, like, third grade! Like OMG!' Ok, so maybe that's not how she said it, but still, all this girly shit was seriously getting on my nerves, and, even though they completely annihilated Lissa earlier today—which was fucking hilarious by the way—I was about ready to snap my hand cuffs, even if I did break a few fingers in the process.
I sighed heavily, loud enough for them to hear, and both of them turned around in their seats to look at me, which made me nervous because Meredith can barely drive while looking at the road, so she sure as hell won't be able to drive while she's looking at me.
Abigail, on the other hand, looked like she had an idea, which, again, made me nervous. So far her ideas had been completely insane but, somehow, they all ended up working out. I would so hate to get on her bad side.
"Well…" Abigail started, "I think we should stop at a hotel for tonight. The reunion doesn't start until tomorrow and we would have to drive all night to get to Lansing in time."
I swallowed.
Loudly.
That would be hell.
"Oh my gosh Abigail! That's a great idea. I'm seriously about to conk out on the steering wheel and I realllllly need to take a shower. I feel so grimy just yelling at Lissa. She was so obviously a slut. And I can't stand sluts."
Great.
Perfect.
I was going to have to say something if I didn't want to be in a hotel room alone with these two crazy bitches.
I was about to say something along the lines of, 'over my dead fucking body,' but, as soon as I opened my mouth, Meredith did another one of those way too fast and way too sharp turns, effectively slamming me against the door and shutting me up.
"MEREDITH! WHAT THE HELL!?"
Meredith raised an eyebrow and pointed at the hotel parking lot that we had just pulled in to.
It was a Holiday Inn and, to most people, it probably seemed like a pretty nice hotel. But to me, the big doorways seemed like the gates to hell.
Abigail smiled brightly at Meredith, and then turned to look at me with a death glare that almost rivaled Max's.
"Now Fang," she said, "you're going to come in with us without a struggle. You are not going to attempt to escape, nor are you going to ask someone for help. In fact, you're not going to talk until we get up to our hotel room."
My eyes widened when she said 'our hotel room.'
She smiled evilly when she saw it.
"That's right Fang. We're only getting one room because Meredith and I are dead broke and I'm assuming you don't have any money to get yourself a room. So get over it."
I swallowed, again, and nodded my head.
What else could I do?
Abigail smiled—a happy one, not an evil one—and jumped out of the car to, I'm assuming, get us a room.
Meredith and I waited in the car, Meredith, once again, turning all the way around in her seat to stare at me without blinking. It was unnerving to say the least so I was relieved when Abigail got back in and told us where our room was.
Meredith drove around to find a good parking spot and I plotted my escape. While they were unloading all their girly crap, I could sneak away to the woods that were oh-so-conveniently located right behind the hotel. I would find a clearing and, using my natural sense of direction, fly back to the flock.
It was fool proof.
Except for the part when Abigail handcuffed me to her while I was planning.
I looked up, startled, and saw that Abigail had undone the handcuffs from the door and very sneakily attached them to her wrist.
Godammit, it seems like this girls knows that I'm thinking.
Hmm, it's not impossible…
I looked in her eyes and thought as loud as I could, 'WAFFLES!!!!" She didn't gasp and look at me like I had lost my mind or anything, so I'm assuming she can't read minds.
"Meredith, do you mind bringing up my bag? I think I need to have a little talk with Fang."
Oh dammit. This was definitely not going to turn out well.
"Sure Abigail. I'll be up in a few minutes."
Speaking of the devil, Abigail dragged me out of the car, grabbed the key-card from Meredith, and stormed across the parking lot, up the stairs, and into the room.
I had enough time to see one big bed, a table with four chairs, and a little kitchen thing before Abigail whirled around and beckoned me forward.
Man, I think Max might have met her match.
Abigail took a tiny key out of her back pocket and unlocked my hand cuffs.
Freedom at last!
But then I looked at Abigail and all happiness at having my hands free evaporated because she was smiling this scarily huge smile and then said in a sickly sweet voice, "Fang, it seems that you were thinking very hard about something back in the car. You weren't thinking about leaving us, were you?"
"Yes." Well, what else was I going to say?
Suddenly, she lost the big smile and the fake voice.
"Look man, I know that this is probably really weird to you, believe me, it's weird for me too, but can't you just go with the flow? I mean, Meredith and I have done nothing to hurt you, and we've bought you food, and we've totally humiliated a girl that Max hates. So why do you want to escape?"
I thought about it for a minute. To be honest, they weren't as bad I make them out to be. They're not super girly and they listen to good music. But I really wanted to be back with the flock; Max in particular. I missed her like crazy. But I wasn't about to tell Abigail that.
I sighed heavily before I answered in the simplest but most true way I could think of.
"I miss my flock."
Abigail nodded her head sympathetically.
"Well, what if Meredith and I could get the whole flock down to Michigan? Would you come with us then?"
I looked at her suspiciously, wondering what kind of connections she had to give me this kind of offer. As far as I could tell, there was no possible way it could happen, so I might as well answer honestly.
"Yeah."
Once again, that huge, 'I know something you don't know' smile came upon her face.
"Good, because I'm pretty sure Meredith left a note where we ran over you for Max and the rest of the flock. She said that she told them that we would be in Lansing by tomorrow. So now there's no reason why you shouldn't come with us!"
I just stood there, shocked.
They knew that they were taking me all the way to Michigan this whole time?
Those sneaky bitches.
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When my brain was finally able to process what Abigail had said, Meredith had already gotten back with two tiny bags.
Is that really what girls carry their stuff around in? I thought they were supposed to be bigger.
Whatever.
Apparently, Meredith had called dibs on first shower, so that left Abigail and I alone, again.
I looked at her nervously, wondering what she was going to do to me now. Would she whip out some nail polish and try to paint my nails? Or maybe there was a curling iron in the bag with which she would butcher my hair.
Well, it turned out to be even worse than I thought.
Out of nowhere, Abigail screamed, "We're going to play 'Never Have I Ever!"
What the fuck is Never Have I Ever? And why does it sound so scary?
From the bathroom, I heard Meredith scream, "FUCK YES!"
If there's one thing I've learned from my time with these two, it is this; if they have an idea that they both like, then it must be bad for me.
Just then, Meredith came out of the bathroom in pajamas, and motioned for Abigail to get in.
She saw the worried expression on my face and misinterpreted it.
"Don't worry Fang; we'll play after Abigail's out."
She thought I wanted to play? Have they even read the books?!
And yes, I do know about the books that Max writes. But she hasn't let us read them yet. She said that she would let us when she was ready, but it seems to me that she'll never be ready. Whatever.
I looked up from where I was rubbing my wrists and saw Meredith staring at me…AGAIN.
Ok, now, I know that I'm totally sexy and completely irresistible, not to mention mouthwateringly gorgeous and humble, but really. Did she have to stare all the time?
You know, on second thought, I might actually not mind Abigail more than Meredith. At least she doesn't stare at me all the time.
And she listens to the same kind of music as me. Go Three Days Grace!
Dude, I just sounded like a creepy fangirl. Euhhhh.
Speaking of fangirls…I wonder if this hotel has internet. I desperately need to update my blog.
I turned to Meredith (who was still staring at me, by the way) and, as much as I didn't want to, I had to find out if there was internet here.
"Hey, is there internet here?" Short and to the point.
"How the hell should I know?" Well, that was rude.
I grumbled to myself about how people should be more hospitable to their guests then got up and looked around for one of those things that says whether they have free internet or not. I looked at the pamphlet thing beside the little bedside table and it said that yes, they do have free internet here.
Fucking awesome.
I reached for my bag when I realized that a very crucial part of updating my blog would be to actually have my laptop.
Which I didn't.
Because I'm a fucking idiot and left it with Max when I went on my 'quick' flight so now it's probably broken into a zillion itty bitty pieces. My poor Helga. (A/N Fang calls his laptop Helga in my story…get over it. lol :D)
I sank down into the nearest chair and put my head in my hands.
This day kept getting better and better.
First, I get run over by a motherfucking car.
Second, I'm kidnapped by the same people that ran over me.
Third, one of the kidnappers pretends to have sex with me in a McDonald's bathroom.
Fourth, I have to spend the night with the kidnappers.
And, last but certainly not least, I don't have my laptop so I can't update my blog.
My life fucking sucks.
Whew! Fang might not talk about, but he sure does have a lot to think about.
It was really a cool experience for me to write from Fang's perspective because I'm writing about me. Because I am Abigail. Very strange, but also very cool. The writing, not me. But I'm that too. Ok, you probably have no idea what I'm talking about now and, to be honest, neither do I. :D
Uh, just so you guys know, I'm basing most of the things that we do off of real life experiences. These are actual things that have happened to me and my family, I'm just adding in Fang to make it extra sexy ;)
Ok, next chapter, a lot of stuff is going to happen, so just be ready for it.
Oh, and please review and tell me whether or not I should another chapter in Fang's POV. It's challenging, but also really fun.
So, again; READ AND REVIEW PEOPLE.
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