I grinned when we pulled up and parked at the Taco bell, opening the door and trying to jump out only to be yanked back by my seat belt. "Damnit!" I muttered, my fingers fumbling to unbuckle it as i half dangled out of the truck.
Luke laughed, he and the seven boys in the back jumped out, oblivious to my dilemma. I managed to get my seat belt undone and squealed as i fell to the hard ground. "Owwie." My lip jutting out in a pout, pushing myself off the ground I stumbled a little then righted myself against the truck. Looking at the ground when i noticed the awkward silence, a curious look on my face as they looked anywhere but at me, blushes staining their tanned cheeks, well all of them except Luke. He was starring at me with lust filled eyes. I looked down at myself and burst into laughter when i saw that my dress had risen up well past my panty line when i fell. "Well i was wondering why I felt a breeze." I pulled the dress back down to its original mid thigh length.
"Now are y'all just gonna stand there looking like little lost school boys or are we gonna go order some food?" I demanded, smiling slightly as they gave awkward laughs and headed inside.
On the ride over Luke had told me their names but i honestly don't remember, too many new people I wouldnt care about tomorrow. I mentally shrugged as i followed behind the large group of guys into the small fast food restaurant. I giggled when i saw that the female employees wiping down the tables had stopped to stare at the boys. I was amazed at the fact that they had ridden in the back yet they still looked like gods. Not a single hair was out of place, "must be vampires..." I muttered, tempted to shine a bright light on one of their arms to see if they sparkled... Maybe theyre wizards... my eyes scanned over Luke once more, 'Eh, probably not, i'll stick with the greek god theory at least then i can play a game of guess which god they are... Sometimes i think i think to much... Sometimes i think i talk to myself in my head to much... Sometimes- no! Stop! No more talky to self! Shut up Liz! No! Stop! Fuck!
"What do you want?" I just realized they had already placed their orders and where waiting on me to decide what i wanted. "Oh umm... I want three crunch wrap supremes, three beef chalupa supremes, and 2 baja blasts." I grinned, all giddy as the girl behind the counter who was typing in my order "Hey, just an fyi if you spit in it or something, i will know. I'm watching you." I pointed two fingers at my eyes then pointed at her, "I'm watching you like a hawk!" The look of shock on her face made me break character and I laughed instantly and she seemingly relaxed though still wary of me.
Two of the guys burst into laughter as the others tried to hide their smiles. Luke quickly payed before everyone sat down at a table, waiting for their food to be made, well everyone except me. I was currently leaning over the counter keeping true to my word as i watched the workers making my food. "Yeah! Put a bunch of meat on it!" I yelled and earned a couple of chuckles from the guys.
"Liz, i think you should come down take a seat." Lucas's calming voice came from behind me as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Nah, i gotta make sure they get my order right." I replied as my eyes narrowed in on my food again, until it was in my belly i wasnt gonna take my eye off of that deliciousness.
Luke chuckled and lifted me up by my waist, hugging my back to his chest and carried me like that to the table, setting me down in a booth then scooting in next to me so i 'couldn't escape'. I pouted at him and kneeled in my seat, turning around and peering over the back of the booth to see our food set out on the counter in multiple trays. "HEY! Our food, get it get it get it! Hurry, before it gets cold!" The demand poured out of my mouth like word vomit as I bounced in my seat, the hyper active child like action seeming out of place and uncharacteristic on a woman my age but I dont care, I just want a full belly of deliciously fatty food.
My overly sensitive ears tuned into a conversation from a couple tables over where a few women sat, seemingly finished with their food and just talking. "How childish, what an embarrassment-" that's all she cared to hear, her excitement instantly shutting down, she sat in the seat correctly, hands folding into her lap.
"What's wrong?" Luke's melodic voice was in her ear as he put an arm around her, one of the guys handing a tray of food to their table before sliding into a booth behind them with the rest of the guys, they had to split up into two booths when they arrived but were close enough to talk to each other.
"Its nothing. Let's just eat and go." My voice sounded defeated, I honestly didnt even want to eat anymore, I could feel Elizas emotions pouring into me, the doubt, the confusion, the anxiety, the embarrassment and shame. It was like a complete 180 from me, she was so close to the service we were sharing control and it sucked, I only got out occasionally and I wasnt ready to go back yet to the inner world. I could feel someone else poking at the edges of my control, not sure who it was until a migraine seared through my head, setting my brain on fire. My eyes clinched shut and I pulled my legs to my chest, tucking my head against them. I could hear voices around me but couldnt make them out, my head felt like it was going to explode, there was only one angry bitch who'd be doing this and-
My eyes dilated and I lost control, feeling myself being pushed back as someone else took the reigns.
A growl escaped my chest, my eyes adjusting as the migraine I'd induced passed. I had no idea where I was, who I was with, or what had happened but I'd felt the fear and anxiety of Eliza and forced my way out, as her protector I wasnt going to let anything happen to her. I could feel hands on my shoulders, I was sitting in a chair curled up like a ball, I swung my arm out. I felt the impact and a slight pain traveled up my arm as i sent whoever it was into a pile on the floor.
"Do. Not. Touch. Me." The words left my mouth in growls, my chest vibrating from the sound. "Whoever you are stay away from me, we dont need or want you here." I could see hurt and anger in his eyes, he was a handsome man but I dont care, he was hurting Eliza, or someone was and I wouldnt allow it.
"What the hell Liz. What's gotten into you? How did you even do that, he's like twice your weight?" Other voices floated into my ears but I ignored them, staring down at the one on the ground for a few seconds in a slight battle of wills before turning and walking out. Someone was following me, the foot steps were obvious. "Follow me any further and I'll turn your dick into a pretzel." For such harsh words my voice was surprisingly calm. I was certain I could get away from here and get Eliza to safety, I could feel her already calming inside the inner world.
"Liz! Wait up, what happened? Why are you suddenly being such a bi- I mean why are you just not being yourself?" Luke caught himself as he nearly spoke his mind, not wanting to piss her off anymore than she already was. He wasnt even sure of what set her off in the first place, one minute shes fine, a little overly excited but fine, then the next she was in pain and then suddenly she's... he didnt even know what to think of her currently, just confused as all get out. He wouldnt even be following her if she wasnt his.
"Did you not hear me?" She could still hear him following her, having ignored his questions up until then.
"Did you not hear me? What the hell Liz? What's gotten into you?" He retorted, jogging to catch up to her and grabbing her arm, trying to stop and spin her towards him. She reacted lightning fast, grabbing his arm and twisting it behind him, "Dont tou-" she let go and stumbled back as pain burst in her brain, gripping it she could feel Liz trying to grab control. So she did the one thing she could think to do. She ran.
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