Yes, I know it's quite the Mary Sue thing happening right now but I PROMISE that it'll get better:D
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything in this story…not even Peyton Manning sigh
… I awoke the next morning to a few hits to the face from a pillow.
"What the fuck!" I groaned, opening my eyes as I was pelted again "Who the fuck is hitting me with their pillow?"
"What's going on?" Peyton mumbled from behind me "Are you okay?"
"Took you losers long enough to wake up" a familiar voice said, making my blood boil.
"Tom Brady, you are going to get your ass kicked" I growled, jumping out of bed, despite the throb in my left leg "I'm sick of your shenanigans!"
"Pfft…as if" Tom said, scoffing "You couldn't hurt a fly"
His mirth was cut short as I punched him hard in the face. Blood gushed out of his nose and dripped on the floor.
"You are psycho!" he screamed, using his t-shirt to staunch the blood "You fucking broke my nose"
Peyton rolled over to take a look and started laughing hard.
"Oh my god" he chortled, sitting up in bed quickly "Tom Brady beaten by a lady. Where's my camera?"
I grabbed my cell phone and quickly took a picture of Tom nursing his broken nose.
"Mmmm" I said, admiring the picture I took "Perfect blackmail, wouldn't you say Peyton?"
I passed the phone to Peyton as Tom lunged at me to take it away.
"My, my" Peyton said, laughing "I think the others would get a kick out of this"
"Nooo" Tom said fearfully "I can't have them see this! It will ruin me!"
An idea formed in my mind as I saw Tom try desperately to grab the phone from Peyton, who was running around the room.
"I have a proposition for you, Tom" I said, smiling evilly at him "Will you listen?"
"Will you keep that picture to yourself?" he said hopefully, grabbing Kleenex and stuffing it up his nostrils.
"I will on a few conditions" I said, smiling at Peyton, who meanwhile stopped and listened "Number one, you have to sleep in the same Cabin as Cheryl and Chris Pronger…Number two, you stop flirting with me…and finally, number 3, never lay a hand on me or so help me god I will hurt you even more…got it?"
Tom thrust out his lower lip angrily, looking at me…then Peyton…back to me.
"Fine" he sighed, looking exasperated "I agree"
"Good" I said, grinning "I promise I won't show the picture. But I am keeping it to myself just in case"…
… "What the hell happened to Tom?" Kristy demanded eyeing his swollen nose and the cotton stuffed up his nostrils "He looks beaten up"
"That's because I punched him and broke his nose" I said triumphantly "The loser promised not to act out anymore and he'll be sharing a cabin with Chris and Cheryl"
"Speaking of Chris" Kristy frowned, finishing her eggs "I haven't seen him around! According to Cheryl, he went out for a rainy swim and never came back"
"Nah" I said, shrugging as I tried to swallow the fear rising in my throat "He's probably out for a walk or something"
"You're probably right" she said, sighing as Peyton came into the cabin "Whoa look at him. He looks like he hardly slept at all!"
I giggled at her statement, making her look at me funny.
"You wouldn't believe what we got up to last night" I said, smiling like a kid with a secret "And I'm not going to tell you!"
"Morning, ladies" Peyton said, sitting with us "How are you this fine day?"
Kristy turned to look at me suspiciously while I sipped my coffee with a straight face.
"Morning, Peyton" I said, between sips of coffee "Did you sleep well?"
"I slept very well, thank you" he said, winking at me "Must be the air"
"I agree" I said, smirking at Kristy, who was watching us intently "It must be the air"
"What did you guys do?" Kristy asked, looking back and forth at us "Don't keep me in the dark"
"I'm not telling" Peyton said, grinning as he drank his coffee "You'll just have to sit there and ponder"
The serenity of the morning was suddenly interrupted as Cheryl burst in.
"Has anyone seen Chris?" she demanded, her hands on her hips "I haven't seen him anywhere?"
"Cool it, Cheryl" Kristy said, seemingly forgetting everything else "He's probably around somewhere. Maybe he's taking a shower"
"Oh Cheryl" I said, finishing my coffee "Would you mind if Tom slept in your cabin tonight? I give you the utmost assurance that he will be a good boy and behave himself!"
"If Chris doesn't show up, I am so not turning down company" Cheryl said, smirking "Especially a good looking guy like Tom"
"Knock yourself out" I said, suppressing a giggle as she walked out of the cabin, in search for her new roommate.
"That was interesting" Peyton said, smirking as he took a sip of coffee "Her tears dried up fast"
"I'm going to go for a swim with Evgeniy" Kristy said, standing up and heading towards the sink "Behave you two"
"We promise not to" Peyton said, laughing as Kristy gave us a look before leaving the cabin. I stood up and went to grab some more coffee.
"Refill?" I asked, turning to him as I picked up the decanter. He nodded. I grabbed a tea towel and brought the decanter to the table with my cup. I set my cup and the tea towel down on the table.
"It's such a nice day outside" I said, walking over to his chair with the pretense of refilling his cup, but he had other plans. He pulled me onto his lap for a kiss. I complied with his unspoken request.
"It'll be great to have Tom out of the cabin tonight for good" he whispered in my ear as I refilled his cup "Maybe we can actually have some real fun"
"I like the sound of that" I replied, leaning down to set the decanter on the table. "What do you have in mind?"
"You'll see" he said, letting his lips brush a trail across the curve of my jaw "I know you'll like it"
"TINA" I heard Kristy scream "GET OUTSIDE NOW!"
"What the hell?" I murmured, jumping out of Peyton's lap "What's going on?"
"Let's check it out!" Peyton said, standing up quickly as he set his coffee cup down. We both rushed to the lake, where Kristy stood over a weird spot in the sand.
"Guys, look!" Kristy said, pointing to a pair of swimming shorts "Aren't they Chris'?"
I took a look at the swimming shorts and saw the faint trail of blood leading from it.
"Yep" I said, examining the area "Looks like his shorts"
"Is it time to press the panic button?" Kristy asked, frowning "He hasn't appeared anywhere yet"
"Maybe he's still around" I said, shrugging "If he hasn't surfaced by dinner, then we'll start panicking"
"Sounds like a plan" Kristy said, turning away from the shorts "I sure as hell hope he's around here somewhere"
"I'm sure of it" I said, giving Peyton a scared look while Kristy bent down to take her shoes off.
"Yeah" Peyton agreed, giving me the same look I gave him "Come on Tina, I'll help re-dress your wound"
With that, we walked away as Kristy walked into the water, where Evgeniy was cavorting about…
… "What the hell is going on?" I demanded when we were back inside our cabin "How the hell can Chris be missing?"
"I don't know" Peyton said, rubbing the back of his neck in thought "Something really weird is going on"
He let his gaze fall on the nightstand where the book with the clippings was found.
"It can't be that" I said, trying to convince the both of us that it wouldn't be possible for Jason to be behind Chris' disappearance "It doesn't make any sense at all"
"Then do you have another explanation?" he asked, retrieving the book of clippings "If you do, please tell me it's all in our heads and that Chris is just walking around somewhere"
"Let's not panic until suppertime" I said, grabbing his free hand and squeezing it gently "Maybe it is in our heads! I can't say for sure"…
