HEY, CH. 13 WAS A CONTINUATION OF CH 12. OTHER THAN THAT I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY ENJOY THE FIC.
Thanks, ArtemisXHolly159
Well Chris got out of jail and joined his uncle in the hunt for killing us, so Dave and I had to leave school, our house and everything behind. We moved to another part of town where Chris couldn't find us. Now I'm not scared of Chris or Ralph, but Ralph is noting but pure evil. It took us awhile to settle in to our new apartment. Dave got a job at a weapons warehouse. Now we'll have some ammo and weapons if anything happens to our cache. Dave was acting weird again today.
"Dave, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing"
"Ok, you better tell me right now, you were like this a few days ago and it's starting to piss me the fuck off, what the fuck is bothering you" I demanded.
"It's school, I like this girl but I don't think she feels the same way" He said, turning away from me.
"Who?"
"If I'm gonna tell you what's wrong, at least let me keep her confidential" He half-asked.
"Fine"
"Thank you, well I've known her for a while and we're friends but I don't want to ruin that" Dave explained.
"Oh, well if you really like this girl, tell her how you feel. If she doesn't feel the same way, just act like nothing happened and move on" I said. 'Hmm, I'm getting better at this "psyciatrist" thing' I thought to myself.
"It's not that easy, her dad is trained in every martial arts ever known and created and he might be as good as you. If I fuck anything up, Kick-Ass might not live to fight another day"
"Don't worry everything will work itself out" I encouraged, though I had no idea if that was true or not.
"Sympathetic really isn't a word I'd use to describe you, why acting like that?" Dave asked.
"Well, you're my bestfriend Dave, I would like to know what's going on"
"Ok"
"If your head is all fucked up, you might die if D'Amico ambushes us or something. You know sometimes I get paraniod"
"Wow Mindy, you care about me" Dave half-teased.
"Of course I do, and if you ever tell anyone this, I'll pull your ass out through your mouth"
"Who can I tell, you're like gum, always by my side"
"Damn right, so I know if you tell someone" I threatened.
"By the way, your bed got stolen" Dave said, surprising me.
"What?" I asked, making sure I was hearing right.
"You know those junkies are always looking for something comfortable to sleep on after taking a few hits of whatever drug they're hopped up on" Dave explained.
I ran upstairs and sure enough, my bed was gone and the window was open. 'Where am I supposed to sleep then?' I asked myself.
"Mindy" Dave called. I ran downstairs and met up with Dave who was just eating some cereal.
"Yeah?"
"You gonna sleep on the couch, or with me in my bed?" Dave asked.
I have no idea what to respond to that.
SORRY IF THIS WAS SHORT AGAIN, BEEN REAL BUSY. TRYING TO MAKE TIME FOR STORY BUT I BARELY MANAGE. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED AND TELL ME WHAT YOU'D LIKE TO SEE IN THE UPCOMING CHAPTER AND I MIGHT JUST USE YOUR IDEA.