Okay people! I'm updating cause I don't want anything else thrown at me! (glares) Oh! Before I forget, this is the girl Susie's based on (appearance wise for those who were wondering): s227./albums/dd282/zakhiyalast/?actionview¤tSusie.jpg

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"What the hell is going on!?" Matt yelled just as Collins pushed Lisa away from him. She turned to Matt.

"I-" she started.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Matt asked Collins angrily, interrupting Lisa.

"Me?" Collins said.

"Yes you! I knew you people should've never been freed! I should fucking hang you!"

"Hang me!?"

"Yes hang you!"

"For what!?"

"You were trying to rape my girlfriend!"

"What the hell are you talkin' about!? She kissed me!"

"Then why's your shirt off!?" Until Matt said something, Collins had completely forgotten that he was shirtless.

"I-"

"He took his shirt off so I could patch up his shoulder," Lisa interrupted, picking up Collins' shirt and throwing it to him. "And he's telling the truth. I kissed him." Matt's eyes widened as Collins put his shirt back on.

"What the hell did you do that for!?" he asked. "Why would you even think about doing that!?" Alexander suddenly came down the stairs.

"What the bloody hell is all the yelling about?" he asked.

"He forced you to kiss him, didn't he?" Matt asked Lisa.

"No," Lisa replied. "I kissed him because I wanted to."

"What the hell would you wanna kiss his kind for!?"

"Did it ever occur to you that I might be attracted to him?" Matt fell silent and Collins' mouth dropped open in shock.

"'Attracted to him?'" Matt repeated. "'Attracted to him!?'"

"Yes," Lisa said. Matt pulled a gun out of his pocket and pressed it to Collins' chest. "Matt, don't hurt him!"

"Shut up!" Matt demanded. "I'm giving this nigger what's coming to him!" Collins visibly winced. He hated that word. Really hated it. That and "faggot" are two words that were enough to make him commit murder. "What? Does that word offend you . . . nigger?"

If you didn't have that damn gun, I'd beat the shit out you! Collins thought.

"Matthew, there are three things in this room that need to go away," Alexander said. "Those things are you, your gun, and your derogatory language." Matt gave Collins one last hateful look before putting his gun back in his pocket. He then turned to Lisa.

"Fucking whore!" he yelled, hitting her so hard that she was knocked to the ground. Susie ran over to her as Matt and Alexander disappeared up the stairs.

"Are you okay?" Susie asked Lisa.

"I'll be fine," Lisa replied, sitting upright. "It's unfortunately not the first time he's hit me and I guarantee it won't be the last." Collins walked over to her and helped her up.

"You're attracted to me?" he asked, finally coming out of his state of shock. "I thought that was just a random thing."

"Yes, I'm attracted to you. Is that a bad thing?" Lisa put a hand to her cheek where Matt had hit her. There's gonna be a bruise there by tomorrow, she thought as she lowered her hand. Collins gently touched the same cheek she'd just taken her hand off of. She looked into his eyes and felt the urge to kiss him again. Collins sighed and let his hand fall from her cheek.

"Yes. It is a bad thing," he replied. "For one, we're both in relationships. For two, I'm not even attracted to women. You know that."

"Have you ever been with a woman? You know, like experimented or something?"

"No and I don't plan to. I love Angel. She's all the woman I need." Lisa looked at the ground. "What's wrong?"

"I'm unattractive to you, aren't I?" she asked, still looking at the ground. Collins lifted her head up.

"Why would you think that?" he asked. Then he thought for a moment. "Let me guess. It has somethin' to do with Matt." Lisa nodded.

"He said that I'm ugly and no one will ever wanna be with me except him," she said.

"That's not true!" Susie said. "You're really pretty!"

"Listen to her," Collins said, chuckling. "Girl knows what she's talkin' about." Lisa smiled as the door to the basement opened and Alexander, Matt, Jack, and Nick all came down the stairs.

"How!?" Alexander yelled. "How the bloody hell can you not make it out of a fucking store without the police on your asses!? HOW!?"

"What's going on?" Lisa asked. Alexander said nothing and punched the nearest wall.

Dude's PMSing, Collins thought.

"What the hell is going on?" Lisa asked again.

"These fucking amateurs can't do a simple job without taking hostages! And now, thanks to them, the police are on their way here! IT'S ALL OVER THE NEWS!" Alexander yelled. He paced for a moment then turned to his three so-called henchmen. "Get the van. We're changing locations." He looked at Susie, who was staying as close to Collins as possible. "On second thought," he pointed to Collins, "put him in the van and I'll get these damn cops off of our trail. You know where to go."

Suddenly frightened, Susie started backing up. Alexander came toward her and grabbed her arm as Jack and Nick grabbed Collins and had to practically drag him up the stairs. Matt pulled Lisa up the stairs by her arm and Susie scratched Alexander's face, drawing blood. He let go of her arm and yelled in pain.

"You're going to pay for that!" he told her. She tried to run, but he caught her by her hair and dragged up the stairs, kicking and screaming.

"Collins!" she cried.

"Collins can't fucking hear you!"

"Collins, help me!"

"Shut up!"

"HELP!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU ANNOYING LITTLE BRAT!" Alexander hit Susie with his free hand to stop her from screaming, but only succeeded in causing her to scream even more. He hit her repeatedly and she screamed louder each time.

Once Alexander got her to his car, he nearly threw her in the backseat and slammed the door. Not even 15 minutes after he had been driving, Susie in the back crying, hugging her bear tightly, and occasionally wailing Collins' name, sirens filled the air.

That's a cliffy. Aw, little Susie. :-( Review please.