The utter pain of being pushed off of a truck, onto a bumpy road, cars almost running you over, while being tied up, is pretty horrible. My face had rocks and dirt all over it, scars all over my body, and my arms almost pulled out of their sockets. All this, plus Mickey and Barney laughing their heads off while driving away at the speed of lighting. Where the hell is Wally and Superboy? Why did I get tied up and thrown out the back of a car? And why aren't I dead yet?
Only one of those questions got answered within the time-lapse of say, two seconds? Can you guess which one? Yeah, bingo! Yahtzee! Praise to you! Well if you guess it right. And you probably should have, unless you're an idiot. Wait for it... Wait for it... Wally and Superboy came rushing up toward me. I screamed their names when they were a few yards away, and they came bolting toward me. Wally more than Superboy.
Wally quickly rolled me off to the side of the rode where I couldn't get ran over, and bent down next to me. I was ready to scream my freaking head off at them, (especially KF) for leaving me to die earlier, but before I could move my lips, Wally moved his. Right onto mine. The feeling of his gentle lips felt amazing against my ripped up ones. Poor him, he doesn't deserve my mouth. I wanted to pull away to talk, but couldn't. And couldn't even If I wanted too. Wally was holding onto me like a monkey onto his freshly peeled banana.
By the time Superboy caught up, Wally was right on top of me,squeezing me hard. I saw Superboy's face, still torn and battered, and finally had to pull away to speak. Wally sat up and got off of me. "Okay Superboy," I stood up and faced him, "I need answers. Now." Wally came over next to me and put his arm around my waist. I just remembered how furious I was with him, and pushed him away. I turned to face him. "No! I know we're dating but I need answers from you too, Wally! Why did you keep running after you dropped me?"
He stepped closer to me and held my hands. Looking into me eyes, he said, "I'm so sorry, Artemis. I meant to, but something took control over my body and I couldn't stop. Same with Superboy." We looked over to the biggest secret-keeper here and he shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Artemis." Sorry? Try rueful! Pitiful! Miserable!
"I'm going to need more than a 'sorry'." I glared at him. "I need answers! Now! Do I not make myself clear?" I dug my fist into his shirt and clenched it, hard. "Answers!" Wally grabbed my waist and puled me back, but I held onto Superboy. Superboy started pawing at my fists, them both trying to get me to un-grasp Conner.
"Artemis!" Wally yelled, "Let. Go. Please!" And each time he spoke he tugged harder on my waist. I finally let go and pushed Wally away.
"Okay, I'll tell you guys everything," Superboy said. Me and KF turned to face him and waited for answers. "It all started with a bet. A stupid, stupid bet." We looked at him puzzled. "This might take a long time, guys. should we just go back to the cave and I'll-"
"No!" I interrupted him, "I need the answers now."
"Fine," Superboy sat down, as did me and Wally. "The bet was with these cheerleaders at mine and Megan's school. Since she's a cheerleader now, ya know, I..."
"Bet on her act?" Wally asked.
"Yeah, kind of. Well anyway, I lost. I bet a thousand dollars."
Me and Wally stared at him with round eyes. "One thousand dollars?" I screamed. "You idiot!" Superboy looked down at the ground, sad, and KF gave me a look. "Okay, I'm sorry. Please continue."
Superboy looked up and continued. "Well I bought some Pot, sold them at a higher price, and got the money. Even more, actually. I was stupid, you guys. And... I made another bet." We stared again. "But it was only with five-hundred! I swear! The bet was with that one guy, and his friends."
"The one that shot my leg?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Well what was the bet?" Wally questioned.
"We don't need to get into detail," Connor answered, "But that about sums it up." Me and Wally looked at each other, still having questions.
"What about when I couldn't stop running?" Wally asked.
"And who were those two that hijacked me? His friends?" Superboy couldn't answer either of our questions. He stuttered, trying to find some words to please our questions, but couldn't. "Well?"
Superboy quickly stood up, still wide-eyed, and jumped away. Super jumped away. "Hey!" Wally and I screamed. Wally tried to run toward him, but his body wouldn't budge. I guess it's just like when he couldn't stop running, only the opposite.
"What the hell, Superboy?" I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Answer me! Answer me now!" But no one replied. The only other words I heard that night, was from Wally.
"We better start heading home," and we did. Me limping while Wally was holding me up from totally collapsing. And actually, the walk home was nice, with Wally.
Almost like I forgot about almost dieing an hour ago.