A Witherwilt's Hitman

Chapter Five

Carbs, Cassie, Alex, and Fries walked out to go find Gage, who had been lying there for a while.

"They're gone." Alex said.

"No shit, next you're gonna tell me that Gage is hot?!" Cassie was annoyed.

"Tien probably took them to the vet." Fries said, texting their instructor.

Fries: Did you veterinary the chimichanga?

Fries: Autocorrect. Did you take Gage to the vet?
*left on delivered*

"She hasn't seen it yet, Carbs did you do the thing last week?" Fries asked.

"Sure did!" Carbs smiled, taking a tracker out of her trapdoor, finding Gage on there.

"Odd. They're in that abandoned warehouse I used to keep the attic ba- I mean they're in some abandoned building." Carbs scratched her knife, curious as to why Gage wasn't in a known location.

"Well what if they're meeting up with another girl! We have to get there right away!" Cassie shouted, rushing everyone into Carbs' truck, which was also connected to the tracker.

The chaos group ran multiple red lights to get to Gage, flipping off many drivers (thank you Cassie). 

When they arrived at the warehouse, they heard from inside a terribly familiar cry.

"BLOODY HELL. YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU KNOW MY WHOLE BLOODY LIFE STORY NOW." Gage screamed, to their stalkers' horror.

"GAGE I'M COMING MY LOVE!" They all yelled, running into the warehouse together. When they entered, they hid behind some crates to see what was going on.

"It was nice learning about your life, Witherwilt, but alas, you lied to me, and you get more bitches than me." Frank sighed.

"MOTHER OF ALMA, BLOODY SAVE ME!" Gage began tearing up, assuming that soon they would have their final breath.

"No. He. Bloody. Doesn't." Carbs muttered, sneaking to a crate behind her father. Frank aimed a Carbine at Gage, preparing to pull the trigger.

"NO!" A cry screamed from behind a crate. Carbs knocked into Frank as he pulled the trigger, a bullet springing out of the gun and bouncing off walls, before hitting Gage in the foot. "YOU MONSTER. I gave you the benefit of the doubt and try to MURDER my future baby dommy????"

"BLOODY WHAT?" Gage yelled.

"Not now sweetie, we'll get to that in a sec!" Carbs smiled joyfully before turning back to her father. "I know you don't like them but what the HELL. They've done nothing wrong."

"What are you gonna do, call the cops?" Frank chuckled.

"Of course she bloody will!" Gage yelled. "Right?"

Carbs stood awkwardly, staring at Gage, then at Frank. "I.. don't know." Carbs quieted her voice, she hadn't thought about that yet.

"You better." Fries said, walking out from behind the other crate, followed by Cassie and Alex.

"Ah yes. Cassiopeia Lyra Star, Alexandra Alaska Eriksson, and Fries Mc Donald. The other girls on Gage's blog site. I've seen much about you." Frank greeted them, and they all got chills down their spines as they approached him.

Everyone stayed silent as Frank looked around at each and every one of them, still holding his gun.

"Fries. You're the first member of the so called "chaos group", am I correct?" He asked, taking a step towards Fries.

"Yes, I am." Fries replied, half terrified, half proud.

"The little group that ruined my Carbohydrates' image?" He said sternly, tossing his gun around.

"That would be correct." Fries laughed. "All though I think her first name ruined it first."

Frank stared at the french fry in absolute silence before turning to the next person.

"Alexandra. Your parents received the death penalty for murder?" He asked.

"...they did." Alex replied uncomfortably.

"I like their spirit. Cassie? You own how many viles of blood?"

"...204." Cassie replied, confused why he asked.

"Interesting. And you do what with them?"

"Drink them?" Cassie was once again confused.

"And Gage. Gage, Gage, Gage." He walked over towards the nerd. "Such a horrific influence you and Fries are on these three who have such potential. A vampire, the daughter of a multimillionaire, and the daughter of two killers with such intelligence." He brushed his hand against Gage evily. "What will we do with you?"

Carbs stepped forward, about to protect Gage, when something stopped her. It wasn't physical, it was fear. Carbs looked at her dad and then at her friends who were all very tense.

"Dad?" Carbs said in a low voice.

"What do you need?" Frank asked, still standing by Gage.

"Do you remember when I was a kid and you promised me the world?" She questioned.

"Yes, I said I would give you whatever you wanted." Frank replied, suspiciousified.

"I want Gage." Carbs smiled, looking at the still very terrified nerd.

"What? I thought you and Gage weren't-"

"We aren't, but I want Gage. I want to be around Gage. I want to make Gage smile with sock puppets. I want to ride team dressage with them."

"Are you out of your mind?" Frank said, ready to refuse the offer.

"You promised me anything I'd ever want. So I want Gage, let them go." Carbs crossed her arms.

"Carbs I don't think this is workin-" Cassie was interrupted.

"Take it. But if you pull this shit again you're being cut out of the god damn inheritance." Frank threatened, walking to his car.

A very awkward silence grew as the chaos group waited for Frank's car to drive off, and once it did, they all ran to their nerd.

"GAGE! Are you okay?" They yelled simultaneously as they each checked for injuries.

"Shit." Carbs said, looking at where the bullet had hit.

"What happened? Did I lose a bloody phalange?!" Gage asked, concerned.

"It chipped your precious nail! The bullet brushed past but now your nail is RUINED." Carbs sobbed, holding the broken nail close.

"Can I get untied now?" Gage asked impatiently, as the chaos group cut open the ropes surrounding the nerd using Carbs' knife and Cassie's fangs.

The four tackled Gage to the floor with a massive hug and they all fell over, relieved to have Gage back safe. They all stayed there for a good minute before Carbs realized that they were still in an abandoned warehouse and should probably move elsewhere.

They all walked out, Carbs and Gage trailing behind.

"So.. what about that ice cream you promised me last night?" Carbs asked, elbowing Gage.

"We'll get it tomorrow, as long as they have vanilla!" Gage joked, as if an ice cream shop wouldn't.

Carbs smiled as they opened the door for Gage.

"Right. Babyseats." Gage sighed, getting buckled up by Carbs.

The End.