Where I Belong - Ace Merrill

Chapter 34

Harper slowly opened her eyes and groaned as she looked around. Betsy was lying unconscious on the floor and there was way too much graffiti on the walls. Messages of love and admiration for the cobras. Harper coughed as she crawled over to Betsy, unable to stop herself from bringing her hand straight down to her face.

Betsy shot up awake as she coughed and spluttered.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" Harper practically screamed at her. "DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE FUCKING DONE?!"

Betsy managed to pull herself away from Harper as she backed into the wall.

"What happened?" She whimpered out as she brought her hands up to her head.

"YOU'RE A FUCKING MORON IS WHAT HAPPENED!" Harper shouted back as she used the sink to pull herself up.

"Where are we? Why is there so much writing on the wall?" Betsy mumbled as she slowly pulled herself up and looked around at all the love messages to the cobras.

"Where are we?!" Harper scoffed out. "WE'RE IN 2022 YOU FUCKING COCK-KNOCKER!"

Betsy pushed herself against the wall as her face changed to show panic and fear. "It was only supposed to send you back.." she mumbled.

"Well it didn't! It doesn't work like that! It sends everything in the bathroom! Which annoyingly now means you." Harper snapped back at her.

"Well I didn't know it would do that!" Betsy tried snapping back but the fear was still evident in her voice.

"Well that's why you're a fucking cock-knocking moron!" Harper snapped back as she looked around.

"How do we get back?" Betsy quietly asked as she thoroughly began to regret her decision.

Harper grumbled as her eyes drifted to where Kiefer's autograph had been scrubbed off by her parents. Shrugging slightly she turned and leant against the wall.

"Well? How do we get back?" Betsy pleaded louder.

"I don't fucking know!" Harper snapped.

"Well how did you get to us in the first place?!"

"I used Kiefer's autograph!" Harper moved and pointed to where it used to be. "But when that was removed Ace left me a note with the words on it so I used that!"

"Well then just do it again!" Betsy almost screamed at her, now desperate to get home.

"Oh yeah sure I'll just whack the note out my back pocket." Harper snapped sarcastically. "I DON'T HAVE IT YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT!"

Betsy looked around, panic now massively setting in. "Where is it?"

"Back at Ace's house." Harper grumbled. "With all my stuff."

"Well I have nothing here too funnily enough." Betsy sarcastically responded.

"You're gonna have a black eye if you keep going on." Harper grumbled as she leant herself back against the wall.

"Oh that's charming." Betsy's sarcastic tone came flying out.

Harper shrugged slightly. "Well maybe if you hadn't been so fucking jealous."

"You're from this fucking time! You could have had any of those cobras!" Betsy snapped back. "Hell even you and Eyeball seem pretty cosy! You're even talking like him."

"I'm not talking like him." Harper grumbled.

Betsy scoffed. "You've called me a cock knocker twice since we've got here. Everyone knows that's his insult."

"I didn't call you a cock knocker because of Eyeball." Harper retorted.

"Oh yeah? Then why did you?!" She screamed back.

"Because you are a fucking cock knocker!" Harper shouted back. "You've fucking brought us back to 2022 with no clear way back home, separated me from Ace and you're just pissing me off in general!"

Betsy slunk back against the wall. "Isn't there anyone who can help us get home? This is your time right? Don't you have family or friends?"

Harper shook her head slightly. "I don't have any friends. My mum hates every fibre of Ace's being and this whole situation and my dads probably long gone by now."

"So what do we do?" Betsy asked quietly.

Harper shrugged slightly. "I can maybe try ringing dad. He might have some idea or at least come get us."

"Great ring him." Betsy snapped quickly.

Harper tilted her head to glare at Betsy.

"Don't fucking tell me what to do." She snapped as she pushed herself off the wall. "Now listen. This is my fucking time and you're gonna be confused as fuck when we go out there so just shut up, stay by my side and don't fucking touch anything."

Betsy nodded quickly as Harper gave her one final nod before the pair slowly walked over to the door.

"Oh and one more thing." Harper started and turned to her.

"Wha-"

Betsy started to ask but was silenced as Harper's fist came flying into her face. She instantly flew back as she reached up and grabbed her face where Harper's fist had collided with her.

"You're a fucking cock knocker." Harper mumbled.

Betsy's eyes formed with tears as they quickly left the bathroom. She kept a firm hand over her eye as she slowly looked around.

The walls were lined with images of the cobras, Harper was even in most. There was autographs from unknown people and the pool table Ace and Eyeball had played on only an hour ago was neatly displayed behind a red velvet rope.

Betsy couldn't help herself but stop and stare as she looked around in wonder, slowly removing her hand and trying to blink a few times.

"Come on CK." Harper grumbled as she reached out and grabbed her wrist and yanked her towards the bar.

"What's CK?" Betsy asked as she continued to stare around the room.

"Cock knocker." Harper grumbled again as they reached the bar and she looked to the man behind.

"Hey I'm really sorry to do this but do you have a-"

"Well aren't you in the spirit of the movie?" He asked with a laugh as he looked Harper up and down.

"Movie?" Betsy asked quietly as Harper waved a hand, dismissing her question.

"Yeah I know I look like Harper, I get it a lot. Look can I borrow the phone? We're kinda stuck here and I really need to ring my dad. He should be able to come get us and give you some money for the call?"

The bartender nodded. "Anything for a cobra." He said with a laugh, still believing Harper to just be some kind of wannabe cosplayer.

Harper forced a laugh and nodded. "Thanks."

The bartender pulled his mobile from his pocket and handed it to her. Betsy's face showed nothing but confusion as she looked down at the small sleek object that's screen was changing.

Harper quickly typed in her dads number and held it up to her cheek. Turning she once again glared at Betsy, who's eye was now beginning to turn a hint of purple and black.

"Cock knocker." She mumbled as the phone rang in her ear.

Betsy nodded. "Yeah alright I get it." She snapped sarcastically. "Just get me home."

"Want a matching set?" Harper mumbled as she held her other hand up in a fist.

Betsy was silent as she faced away.

"Hello?" Harper heard from the other end of the phone.

"Dad? It's me. I'm back."