MISFITS- Nathan Young

Broken Terms

BRIEF TRIGGER WARNING FOR A KINDA REFERENCE TO SELF HARM

Alisha began to tell her story of getting done for drink-driving, though Annabelle was only really paying attention to the gossip parts of the story. About Jack doing Ellie and Chloe basically going mental.

Then Alisha began to pretend to give her bottle of water a blow job. Jesus Christ. Annabelle glanced towards the three boys beside her, who all looked insanely entraced by the womans movements and she rolled her eyes. How was she supposed to survive this? Once Alisha finished, she giggled a bit and was clearly pleased with the looks on the other misfits faces. "Now, I don't know if this cop is gay or what, but he tells me I'm four times over the limit." She scrunched up her face. "It's bullshit. I didn't even want to go to the party."

The door behind the group was suddenly slammed open, and Kelly came stumbling in. The blonde tripped over her own feet, falling to the hard floor. Though she didn't seem to care much. "He's gonna kill us!" She yelped, scrambling up and yanking the door shut. Annabelle blinked rapidly, her feet scrambling underneath her before she knew it was happening as she pushed herself up. "What are you talkin' about?" She demanded.

Kelly didn't get the chance to respond before Nathan spoke yet again. "Nice entrance. Very dramatic." He clapped slowly, wheeling his chair around to face the woman. Kelly ignored him. "The probation workers gone mental, he's jus' attacked me!" She shouted frantically. "Somethin' really weird is happening. I'm hearin' these voices. It's like I can hear what people are thinking!" She was talking so fast it was almost harder than usual to understand her.

Annabelle frowned softly, and the other womans rapid confession made her mind blink back to the night before. When she'd seen into her neighbors flat. She wasn't entirely sure if she should bring it up yet or not. "Aw. Have you been sniffing glue?" Alisha cooed suddenly. Kelly only seemed to get more frantic. "The storm! The lighting, I dunno, it's somethin' to us!" She insisted. Jesus she looked rough. Her hair was a mess, her under eyes were smeared with black like she'd either been crying or she'd sweat it all off. And she looked panicked.

"Okay, if you can our thoughts.... what am I thinking now?" Nathan questioned, gesturing to his head. Kelly whipped around to look at him and within an instant her expression shifted to offence and anger. "You think it's bullshit?" She demanded and Nathan snorted. "Course I think it's bullshit! You don't need to be mind reader to know that!" Kelly scowled, but she eyed him a little suspiciously. "Why you in a wheelchair?"

"It was the storm! The strange tingling sensation in my anus has spread through my body and now I can't feel my legs."

"I'm serious!" Kelly shouted, kicking at the boys ankle which earned a yelp.

Curtis pushed himself up and circled around behind Nathan. "What do you mean, the probation worker attacked you?" He asked suspiciously. "This does sound like complete shit." Alisha added. Kelly's voice raised even more, if that was even possible at this point. "He is out there, and he chased me!" She insisted. God, the way she sounded— Annabelle couldn't help but believe her, especially with the way Tony had been acting the day before.

"He was acting a bit weird yesterday," She spoke carefully, despite the looks it got her from Curtis and Alisha. "He was! Remember? He called Nathan a wanker, an' he kept twitchin' and shit." She recalled, raising her brows and lifting a hand to gesture at nothing in particular. Kelly nodded frantically, pointing aggressively at the other woman. Simon then spoke for the first time in a while.

"Something's happened to me too."

Nathan raised his brows and he immediately grinned that damn smile he had when he was abot to say something completely stupid. "Did you pop your cherry? Ah, we are all very happy for you." Simon shifted his gaze over to the other man— completely ignoring his comment. "Earlier on, when we were in the locker room... I was invisible." When it went quiet, he insisted. "I turned invisible."