Gushing Crimson (Tainted Blood Trilogy)

Chapter 11 ( Mutual Thieves Of Hearts and Trades)

OKAY I KNOW , I KNOW STEALING IS BAD, BAD IS WELL...BAD. But what else could I have done, Celiene thought.

So Maybe Tobias had told her to stay put, but she never was exacly good at doing what she was told... All she knew was that someone was in trouble, and that someone was Hazel. So don't judge for not hesitating as she stoll Tobias car. The thing was a piece of trash anyway, offence intended.

How did she get the keys you ask, well she didn't. Celine would have pick pocketed Tobias but the idiot put them somewhere else so instead so the obvious solution to her problems ...She hot-wired it, naturally. Hey she was a girl with skills, Of course Celine Grey knew how to steal a car. Plusshe'd be lying if she didn't say she was enjoying herself, stealing Tobias car, driving into the moonlight, stealing Tobias car... she was entertained just that little bit... OKAY ALOT. But her mood was dampened when she went back to thinking her real motives for stealing Tobias's car in such a rush... Hazel. She was in trouble, big trouble and naturally she was going to save her ass.

She could be dead now, Celine needed to rush. Her hands agreed, steering the wheel crazy as she drove, Wild , Hair a mess in her face, her bag sat in the back seat and in that bag was her baby, Her weapon. She could feel the buzz like pull, the elastic draw between her and it, ready for whatever was to come. Celine wasn't to sure where she was going, she had a vague idea after all she'd always had a terrible sense of direction. Desperately , she stiffened her jaw as she drove like a mad man on the road, the wheels screeching in desperation for her to stop as she turned corners. She read the signs as her head lights blazed on the street sign . Well this was it...

Celine didn't even have to guess where they were, which house, she just had to look for the expensive silver jeep, It was Marks. She could tell, It practically had 'I am a dick' written all over it , w it's expensive hich was the obvious give away. With it's hich gave it all away . It had leather seats, to ifootball smell hanging thing, hey she couldn't remember what it was called at the time it was like her mind was racing into it's self while she quickly analyzed everything. Not even thinking as Celine stormed , with a slam of Tobias's door , which to her satisfaction didn't sound good, out of the car to the abandoned old house. Celine gave Mark's car one last look over, with it's gleaming clean silver paint, and football stickers , not to forget his licence plate. ' Mark McDonald 100% football' seriously a personalized licence plate how much more vain did this kid need to get , not to forget the fact that it was cheesy I mean ' 100% football ?' seriously?. And that was her last thought as she stormed into the house to save jerks and idiots from their miserable deaths.

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"So what did I miss?" Celined asked as she stormed into the house. When she did she faced the surprised expressions of Mark, his so called minions three other other tall, muscular boys her age, and then Hazel. The idiot what had she been thinking, coming alone to a place like this she'd thought that at least someone else would have been here, not that she'd been thinking a certain person in particular but she just didn't think Hazel was this stupid.

" What are you doing here?" Mark growled, at her before she smirked. Seemed someone was still a bit cranky after their little argument

"Well, well ,well if it isn't Meatball " She greeted over cheerful, giving him a nickname she knew was going to stick. " So tell me , how's that growing some balls going for you." she winked at him, " any luck yet or are you still having some "maturing" problem's?" she asked innocently. That was it Marks small string of his ability of holding back anger snapped making him make a grab for Celine. His friends holding him back by his arms, luckily for them they were bulkey. The seemed alright , safe... for now.

"Anyway." Celine replied the smirk not fading off her face. " I could ask you the same question?" she raised an eyebrow.

"We came here because we heard about the ghost story!" One of Marks friends interrupted like a excitable child. He grinned at Celine widly, wiggiling his eyebrows at her as if it was scary and amusing. Mark and his other friend gave the other boy a look before both muttering for him to shut up, she had to admit she agreed. What idiots looking for ghosts, didn't they know that was the kind of idiocy that would get them all killed...