Oh, I forgot to tell you people... I'm really bad at keeping up with uploads. I always get bogged down with babysitting and school work. I'll try at least once a week but no promises.
P.S. You guys are gonna be offended by the video... which makes it all the more fun.
“How much did you take?” A female voice filtered into my hazy mind.
“Hardly any!” A guys voice defended. “As soon as I bit her she went limp and I started getting bombarded with sounds of some kids yelling in Swahili and pictures of her sitting with some blonde girl.”
I heard the light sound of something being hit followed by a low ‘ow’
I felt a sense of foreboding and didn’t open my eyes immediately for fear of what I would see. I slowly became aware of a dull throbbing on my neck, like how a spot feels after receiving a shot. I reached up to rub the soreness only for my hand to be halted in its movement.
“You tied her down?” The girls voice asked incredulously and much closer than before.
I felt cold fingers dance across my wrist accompanied by sounds of frustration. After a moment, I felt pressure and the distinct sound of cloth ripping. Immediately, I snatched back the hand.
My eyes flew open and, though blurry at first, my vision focused on the blonde girl to my left as she glared towards the foot of the bed I was on.
“Sorry, dumbass here tied it too tight and I got impatient.” The girl explained in the voice that had first spoken.
I followed her glare to the opposite side of the room and narrowed my eyes at the figure that I found. The frozen man.
“Dude, was it not enough to assault me?” I questioned, pulling myself into a sitting position. “Did you really have to kidnap me too?”
The pale girl beside me snickered, ignoring the glare the frozen man sent her. If it weren’t in these circumstances I may have liked her.
“I couldn’t very well leave you lying on the ground, bleeding with that god awful music blaring from your car, dreaming about fucking Africa for your friends to find, now could I?” He demanded harshly.
I shivered involuntarily at the thought of Claire finding me like that, almost glad now that he hadn’t left me for her to find. But then the rest of his sentence registered in my mind.
“How the fuck would you know what I was thinking about, asshole?”
He clenched his fists and glanced to the pale girl who’d been watching our exchange with a bemused expression. She just widened her smile and shook her head, tilting it expectantly. They seemed to have a silent conversation and the guy got more and more frustrated.
“Fine! I’ll tell her but you do realize that she wont get to go home if I do? I can’t compel her.” He announced out loud throwing his hand in the air.
Oh, god. Home! “What time is it?” I asked frantically, searching my pockets for my phone.
The guy smirked slightly and pulled out a familiar device from the pockets of his dark jeans. “Nine in the morning.” He read from my phone.
“You have about eleven missed calls from, Air-Claire?” He asked looking amused. “And a few from Evelyn Salt.”
My face paled at the mention of my mother’s name and even more so at the worry I must be putting Claire through.
YOU ARE READING
Go Away Romeo.
Roman d'amourJuliet is a quiet girl to most of the world, a punching bag to her parents and everything to her best friend Claire. What happens when she is given the chance to escape it all, to leave her old life behind and maybe start a new one? Would you say...
