Revenge Run | ✓

18. Cold Rage

SCARLETT

"Rae, can you get that guest room opened, where I stayed last time. I think I've left my pendrive there.", I asked getting up from the couch.

After deciding, or rather listening the two decide the designs, for about an hour, I'm finally giving up. They both would never come to a conclusion.

For every design, one of them likes it, then the other brings up defaults in it and likewise it goes on. I've been sitting here with them all this while, just blankly hearing their opinions and nodding my head at literally everything.

And in the meanwhile, I remembered of my pendrive. A mere article as it should be but isn't. It's something close to my heart, that I lost here last time.

"Yeah you can go there. Mom got that room unlocked when I told you guys are coming.", she said and I left for the room immediately, before they could stop me again.

On the way, I heard whispers from a room whose door was ajar. I leaned on the door, to hear two young children talking.

"I want to sleep with my Rae. There's no way in hell that I'll be sharing the bed with you.", Alex's voice was heard.

"As if I'm dying to sleep with you in the same room.", Dylan retorted.

"Dylan please do something. Please, get me to Rae.", Alex pleaded.

"I have a plan. You call Amy here, saying I got my hand fractured.", Dylan suggested.

"Wouldn't that be too much?"

"Of course not bro. I'll add some background squeals to make it appear more realistic. And then I'll keep her busy here while you could have your girl there."

"And what excuse would I give her for your broken hand?", Alex asked.

"Say that Aaron and I came to blows. They'll definitely believe, considering it's his birthday."

"Fine. But what about Lett?", Alex asked about me. These knuckleheads think Rae and Amy would fall in their trap?

"We can tell her Aunt Janette is feeling lonely and wants her company." Dylan is being over-smart these days.

"You're Genius Dylan."

Leaving the two smartest men on earth, with their planning, I resumed towards my room. Let's see if it works out for them... which I know wouldn't!

Most men around me are muttonheads! Well, alliteration again.

I reached my old room and began searching for the pendrive that I'm not able to find anywhere since the day I left this mansion. Unable to get it after twenty minutes of rummaging, I resorted to quit. Maybe it's in one of the cartons, that are yet to be unboxed back in my villa.

With this thought, I returned to Rachael's room to find the room locked, with moaning sounds echoing from inside it.

Ugh... my friends are real fools, to fall in their shitty trap. I walked away from the door, unable to bear the sounds.

Passing by the room in which boys were supposed to be, where Amy might be now, I heard sounds that paused me... fighting sounds!

"You asshole... I was so worried for you and you lied... come here, I'll bathe in your blood today." Amy is, as always, Amy the danger. You deserve it smart ass Dylan!

"I said I'm Sorry Amy, now keep that vase down, you're scaring me!", Dylan's begging voice reached my ears.

Good going Amy, break his head.

"You just, come here. Now I really want to fracture your...", Amy stopped yelling mid-sentence, followed by kissing sounds.

Shit! It's better I continue on my way. I can always abash the girls tomorrow.