(A.N) ok hi! This story is a lot more popular than I thought! But there is one little thing I thought I needed to clear up because I don't think I made it very clear. Emery and Max are dating but they "wouldn't" ever go that far as to get Emery pregnant. Ok, that's it! Enjoy!
I land on my back on the ground. Dad peers down from up on my window. He screams again (a girly scream) and pushes away from the window. I know he's coming down here so I get to my feet and start running. My only thought is to go find Max, and then go pound Elm into the ground.
I run a long way, all the way into town to Max's house. I don't think Max's parents would be very happy to see me… both my and Max are under house arrest. I'll have to worm my way around it. I pat my hair down and slow my breathing before I knock on the door.
Mrs. Hawthorn opens the door. She frowns. "What do you want?"
"I have a message for Max. it's from my mother." I do my best to look glum and unhappy. Mrs. Hawthorn seems to enjoy my unhappiness so she lets me in. I stand there looking very awkward in the hall while she goes to call Max from up the stairs.
"MAX! YOUR PREGNANT GIRL FRIEND IS HERE TO SEE YOU!" she hollers. Max comes sliding down the banister looking wild.
"What where-" he stops when he sees my look of warning. "Mom, could you give us a moment?" Mrs. Hawthorn grunts, shoots me a look that says 'lay a finger on him, and I'll cut them all off' but she does leave for the kitchen where I can smell something burning.
As soon as she's out of ear shot. I go over and hug Max. "What the hell!" I furiously whisper. "Elm didn't give us birth control! He gave us morphing!" Max's eyes widen and his nose scrunches up.
"That little bitch!" he almost says aloud. I frown at his language and Mrs. Hawthorn comes back in.
"That's enough talk mister!" she takes Max by the ear and leads him back into the kitchen with a lot of complaining from him. She shoves him in and turns back to me. "You! Stay away from us!" Max's muffled complaints come from the kitchen even louder. I giggle to myself at his displeasure.
I walk out of the house solemnly. I run back to the Hob and back to Elm's stand. I cannot believe my eyes. On the ten there's a sign tacked up saying 'Run out of business, sorry love birds. –Elm' I want to kick this guy all the way to the Capitol. A growl to myself which earns a few strange glances from some stoned boys in the corner. Stupid Elm.
I need to find him. I look around and grab the first boy I see by the collar and drag him up to my face.
"Where. Is. Elm?" I hiss. He looks so startled he just gapes at me for a moment before he finally manages to get out.
"Um… he might be at his other location." I wait for a moment; he seems not to know that I want the name of the location. I didn't even know he had one.
"And… where is that." I ask.
"oh! It's 102 Elm street. I think…" wow, leave it to Elm to pick a totally obvious place to work.
"Thanks…" I say, now I'm a bit embarrassed that I yelled.
I run out of the Hob and am almost all the way to Elm Street when I realize something. In order to get there I'm going to have to pass the bakery. I know that dad will have some workers out in front to look for me. Yes, that's how paranoid he is. I round the corner and check quickly. Yep, Brute and Robin are out in front looking very menacing, I think it's funny that both of them are the ones who like to ice the cakes. They look like body guards and people are steering clear for right now. Oh brother!
A cart is coming from down the street; I duck behind it and beg they won't notice my legs under the cart. I have to walk quickly to remain unseen. I'm almost there! Yes! I made it! I stop walking and just stand there a moment. Only a moment, but that's all it took.
"Hey! Kid! Emery!" I hear Robin's voice behind me. Shit! I look behind me and see them wading through the crowd toward me. Thank god it's very dense. I take off running. Unlike them I've had practice with this and I know how to do this. At this point Brute and Robin are almost shoving people out of the way to get to me. I run faster. I get to Elm Street and stop for a moment. I think I've lost them for a minute while I catch my breath.
I pause right next to an ally and lean on the wall. I think at this point I should be expecting the unexpected. But nooooo, I just couldn't do that.
A arm snakes out from the ally and wraps around my mouth. I'm so startled I don't have time to scream before another arm comes and wraps it's self around my middle and pulls me out of sight into the ally.
(A.N) ohhhhhh, wow! That's not good. Who do you think it is?
Also, my mom is being a jerk and isn't letting me bring my computer on Spring vacation to Florida. So I wont be able to update for a while. Oh well, you guys will just have to wait and see!