Kidnapped Two

Man-period, Liars, Fortune Cookies, and bombs

A few hours later, Kayla entered the room with a smirk on her face and pillows and blankets filling her arms.

"I LOVE YOUUUU!" I screamed, hopping up and grabbing the pillows.

"I know," She said, smiling.

"So I'm guessing you pleased Jean?" Harry said, looking up from our card game. We were playing Egyptian Ratscrew, which I was really pro at. He didn't seem quite as mad as her, but still a little.

"I guess so," She said, putting a blanket on her bed and laying down, putting her hair in a high bun.

"What did you guys do?" I asked, laying on my stomach and enjoying my new pillow.

"Just ate some food, which was realllyyy good," She said.

"Ugggghh," I groaned.

"Oh, he's gonna give us some," She said, nodding.

"Yaaaayy," I said.

"Kayla's just saving the day," Harry said.

"What's your prob? You on your man period?" Kayla asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No!" He yelled.

"Really?" Kayla asked.

"Maybe I'm just mad because I thought I was your boyfriend and then you go kiss every guy you find!"

"That is not true!" She objected.

"Oh really? Did you kiss Jean tonight?"

"No!" She yelled. She was a pretty good liar, but I could tell when she was lying. Experience.

There was a knock on the door and Liam stretched and got up, opening the door to Jean. He had a plastic bag that was radiating a very, very nice smell.

"Got some chinese," He said, holding it up. Liam grabbed the bag and layed the individual boxes on the floor.

"Is there fortune cookies?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe?" Jean said, rolling his eyes. He looked at Kayla. "Thanks for the kiss, babe."

 "LIIAAARRRRRRR!" Harry yelled.

"Ehhhhhhhhehhhhh," Kayla said.

"What?" He replied.

"Ehhhhhhh."

Jean smiled and left the room. I was already eating the fried rice and steak.

"I do not kiss every guy," Kayla said, pulling out a fortune cookie and cracking it open.

"What does it say?" Harry said. "You will become a slut?"

"HARRY!" I yelled. "That is not very nice."

"Wellllll," He said.

"Now you want me to stick with a guy who says that to me?" Kayla said, eating her cookie.

"I wouldn't say something like that if you weren't kissing Jean!"

"I was just trying to get you guys some pillows and food!" She said.

"Oh, so thank you Kayla, for kissing Jean."

"Is that sarcasm?"

"No."

I continued eating the rice, watching them battle. Liam was just looking around, confused. We didn't really know what to do.

"You are not being a very good boyfriend."

"Do you hear yourself?!"

"I'm done with this conversation," She said, pulling the blanket over her. "Goodnight."

"Night!" I said.

Twenty minutes passed and we had turned the light off and Harry piled into his bed without a word. Liam and I chatted for a while, until I heard Liam breathing softly and knew he was sleeping.

"Kayla! Are you sleeping?"

"Yes!"

"Okay!"

And then we fell asleep.

For breakfast we had leftover Chinese food even though it was cold. Marisa ate five more fortune cookies and a whole thing of rice.

"Guys, I have an idea," Harry said.

"Oh, do you want to call more innocent girls sluts?" I asked.

He narrowed his eyes and ignored me. "I think that we should blow up the factory."

Liam and Marisa exchanged a worried look. "Oh, yeah, cuz all we need for that is a BOMB!" Marisa yelled.

Harry shrugged. "Maybe Kayla can seduce-"

"Okay, we are done with that!" Liam said to his brother sternly. "What do you mean you want to blow up the factory?"

"I think that we need to. If we can manage to get out before the bomb goes off everyone inside will die, including the clones, and maybe we can finnaly get home."

"Yeah, but again, where are we gonna get a BOMB?" Marisa asked.

Liam answered, "Maybe we can get the information out of the workers if they have any here."

"Why would they?" Harry asked.

"Maybe they want to blow up their annoying, rude boyfriends."

"You suck."

"Only for money."

Harry's jaw dropped and Marisa hissed, "Kayla!"

"What? Yell at Harry!"

"Harry's stronger than me!"

"So am I!"

"Guys!" Liam yelled. "Calm down. Now, some factories have bombs for emergencies. Who would know where the bomb is?"

"Brock, Gage, and Jean would probably all know," I said.

"Why don't you go ask Jean if he'll pay you with information for you to suck-"

"HARRY!" Liam yelled, "Stop."

Harry crossed his arms and pouted.

"Gage would be our best bet," Liam said. "Jean and Brock are too smart."

"Marisa and I can do it," I said, standing up and grabbing her hand. Everyone knew Gage thought Marisa was hot. But Marisa doesn't really know how to flirt, so I could just help her out a bit....

We couldn't get out of the room without permisson, so we called Jean, who let us out to "pee" and then found Gage in the cafe. "Hey Gage," We said, walking up to him.

He turned to us, eyeing Marisa. "Hi. Are you allowed in here?"

"Totally. We have a question," I said. I made sure that Marisa was standing close to Gage, distracting him. "Let's say there was a zombie apocolypse. Would the factory be able to set off a bomb on the zombies to protect us?"

"Hhhhhm?" Gage asked, clearly distracted by Marisa's jeans. "A bomb?"

"Yeah, does this factory have a bomb?"

"Hhhhhhm?"

"Do. You. Have. A. Bomb?"

"Yeah, uhhhh, Brock keeps one in the...the-"

"The where?" I asked, pushing Marisa forward a little more.

"The attic."