"Please, I like blondes," she smiled, not noticing the fact that that statement went straight to Newts head
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Somewhere in the vines of: cranks, labs, mazes, danger and adventure is love. The two aren't sure what to do or how to deal with their f...
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｡ ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ I opened my eyes slowly only to be met with a pounding headache.
"Fuck," I groaned as placed my hands onto my temples.
"You all right?" I heard Newts voice from beside me
"My head," I ran my hands through my hair as the pound of my head continued. It felt like someone was hitting the inside of my head with a bat.
"Here," Teresa voice came towards me. I opened my eyes slowly and grabbed the cup of water she handed to me
"Thanks," I smiled and took a big swig forcing it down my throat.
"Diana!" A voice struck from the room next door. I looked at Teresa with a hopeful grin. Please. She nodded slowly and I was up on my feet face.
I ran into the room to see him. I wrapped my hands around him and pulled him into a hug. I felt a cold tear fall down my face slowly as I held him.
"You little shit I thought you were dead," I breathed
"You have no idea what this baby's been like, the only thing he could think about was making sure you was safe," Brenda spoke
"Brenda," I smiled
"Hey Diana, feels like I've known you a lifetime after hearing Thomas repeat every single encounter," she smiled making us laugh.
"Welcome back you ugly shank," Minho spoke from the door way.
"There you are Tommy. Had us all worried," Newt spoke coming through giving Thomas a playful hit on the arm.
"I suggest you talk you on of a bitch!" I heard Jorge. I turned to see him launch a violent punch into Marcus face. He was tied up to a chair bleeding from everywhere possible and somehow still alive
"What's going on?" I asked Brenda
"Listen," she told me leaning back.
"Damn it!" Marcus cried as his face flung sideways at the punches force. "I'm sorry your going to have to leave my house."
"Listen, I don't enjoy hurting you. Okay? Where is the Right Arm, Marcus?" Jorge shot.
"Who's Marcus?" Thomas asked
"Blondie. Turns out that was a cover name," Brenda replied
"Are you the brains of this operation?" Marcus asked directing his question to Thomas. Jorge leant down to him pulling his head up by his hair
"I know you know where they're hiding. So you tell me, and I'll make you a deal. You can come with us," Jorge offered
