Stolen Away

Beach Side Carnies Part 1

Above is a picture of Neal

(Neal POV)

I grabbed the keys to Brie's Jeep and left. Hopefully they don't need it cause then I'm going to be making this bad situation even worse. I got into the Jeep and started driving around attempting to clear my mind of the rage and guilt I felt. Rage, at myself for getting carried away and at Ash and Brie for storming off instead of talking it out and guilt, because I knew what I did wrong. Ugh, why do I mess things up? After driving around for about 10 minutes I found a nice shady place near a beach that had grass and was shaded thanks to a beautiful Gambel oak. I parked on the side of the road, got out and sat in the grass. I pulled out my phone and earbuds and plugged them into my ears.

I hate fighting with Brie and Ash cause they can really hold a grudge and can get ticked off for some really minute things, unlike Abby who, although dramatic, is very forgiving. I didn't mean for them to get mad, after the pot brownies I was just trying to get them to laugh.

I felt a tap on my shoulder so I looked up and saw two blonde, bimbo type, girls wearing skimpy bikini tops and booty shorts staring down at me with fake smiles plastered on their faces. I pulled out my earbuds from my ears and stood up to see what they wanted.

"Hello ladies, how can I help you?" I asked trying to be as polite as possible considering I had a good guess what they were going to say.

"Well we were actually hoping we could help you," said Bimbo #1 fluttering her eyelashes at me.

"You looked so lonely over here so we decided to try and cheer you up," continued Bimbo #2 as she ran her long manicured nails up my chest. An image of Simone from the corner store with his dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and lopsided grin flashed through my head.

The old me would have taken up the offer, but since I saw that guy at the store I haven't been able to think of anybody in that way. I used to be a player and I got in plenty of trouble with Ash, Brie and Abby for it, but ever since I saw that guy I can't get him out of my head. Now I can for sure confirm that I'm officially batting for the other team. I hope Ash, Brie and Abby except me once I tell them, their pretty much all I've got seeing as my dad is barely around since he's managing his pack (werewolf remember?) and business, my mom passed away when I was 6 and my older brother ran away from when I was 7.

"No thanks," I said once I returned to the real world as I moved her hand off my chest and walked towards the parked Jeep.

"Come on we have a place of our own, nobody's going to bother us and we're both 19 so we're legal," said Bimbo #2 as she grabbed my hand.

"I said no thanks," I replied through gritted teeth as I yanked my hand out of her claw like grasp and stalked towards the Jeep. Jeez I didn't realize till now how horrible these fake types are and how annoying they can get. Now I understand why Ashlyn, Brianna and Abigail hated all my 'playthings'.

She grabbed my hand again and placed a piece of paper in it, which she had removed from her pocket. "Call us if you change your mind," she said as she walked back towards her friend while swaying her hips.

She looks like she's having a seizure. Any way even if Shakira came and was shaking her hips I probably wouldn't follow. Clearly girls just aren't for me, and here she is thinking I'm going to call her. As if! I jumped into the Jeep and drove back to the villa. I sure hope Brie and Ash aren't mad anymore.

I parked the Jeep in the driveway, took the keys out of the ignition and headed towards the house. The second I unlocked the door and stepped in I was tackled to the ground by a small figure.

"Thank god you're okay," said Ash gripping her hands tighter around my neck as she snuggled into my arms.

"We were so worried about you!" said Brianna giving me an awkward one handed hug over Ashlyn who had not let go of me yet.