With A Ghost

14. Three Amigos Assemble

Gabriel

That sweet voice definitely belonged to Sang. The other voice I recognized as Waffle's. I was so fucking relieved. Looks like I won't have to be stuck here with Bad Breath after all. If he woke up, he'd beat me to a pulp.

I was about to call out to them, when I decided to turn philosopher. What the fuck is Sang doing here? She called Mr. B and told him she couldn't come today. I was so fucking worried about her. That was how I ended up here in the first place.

And the guys; they should be looking for me by now. Yet I felt no vibration from my phone. They could even track me. This was getting too damn worrisome. Did they get kidnapped too?

And the crazy dude Waffles - what was he doing here with Sang? They knew each other?

The voices were coming from above. I could understand every word. How did they get up there without me hearing them? I was here for a long time. My hands and feet were tied behind my back and a cloth was in my mouth; another cloth covered my mouth, so I couldn't push out the fabric that was inside. Did Waffles was just call himself a ninja?

So his real name is Luke, huh. I wonder if North is the other guy; Sunny, was it?

Are they flirting? Waffles, I mean Luke is flirting with Sang! Okay, they're being cute. Is he one of the guys who visit Sang in her apartment? Are... Are they making out? No way. I can't imagine our adorable manager making out with a guy with weird eyebrows and a gross wig. Ah, he said she's innocent too. She really is innocent. Sang, he definitely dreams about fucking you. It's not hard to do. I haven't even known the girl for a week and I'm already thinking about her all the time, starting from her clothes, to her voice, to her gentleness, to her hair. Oh shit, if I'm getting turned on by hearing her say that, Luke must undoubtedly be in a very difficult position. Should I save him? He did help us out. But this is fucking hilarious. Well, I guess I should. I like the guy. Besides, the ropes are too tight.

Whew! That took a fuckload of high-pitched whatever painful sound I was making. Does Sang have amazing ears or what? My throat hurts now. Oh hell with that. How are they going to get in? I guess picking the lock will work.
Or not.
He chose to just scare the fucking daylight out of me by landing from the wall.
Oh, glad that I could surprise you too, buddy. Now we're both frozen.

Wait. Is he really the same guy from yesterday? Oh fucking hell. Blonde hair that almost reached his shoulders. Brown eyes. Normal eyebrows. Light blue shirt and jeans. Good build. This guy is natural model material. I could definitely imagine Sang kissing him. Where on earth is Waffles?

God, when I asked for Waffles, I didn't say send me Sang instead. A very hot Sang. We all knew she was adorable and cute, but this look; it completely blew me away to smithereens.

Her outfit was simple enough. A comfortable black and white striped T-shirt with blue denim shorts and pink sneakers. No glasses. Why am I surprised to find out that she doesn't normally keep her hair all tangled up on her head? Instead, she clipped it up neatly. Fuck. Did her hair just change colour? Fucking chameleon hair! I almost didn't believe it's Sang. It's her small frame that confirmed it.

She just jumped from the wall like Luke. Are they acrobats? How did she even get the hell up there? Okay. No. Ignore. Fuck. Fine, her legs are se- impressive. In fact, her entire build is impressive. How can one look so soft and delicate, but be so strong, and curvy? Add silky smooth, creamy skin to all of that. Shit. She has boobs. Perfect ones th- oh bloody hell. Those eyes. Bright green eyes so lively that you'd almost miss the shadow that hangs there. She just looked at me, and it feels like she just stabbed me straight through the heart. Now I'm in trouble and she's one hell of a troublemaker. And I did get into this mess looking for her. Now I know what I'm going to be calling her.

Do I need to mention that she has the prettiest face I've ever-

"Gabriel!"

Surprise.

She rushed over to take the off the cloths on and in my mouth.

"Hello, Trouble."
"Trouble?" She was so adorable when she looked confused. Even more adorable now that I can see the real Sang. Luke started untying my hands.
"Yeah. I thought you excused yourself today. What are you doing saving my ass?"
"Anything but causing trouble, Meanie."
"Now I'm a meanie?" I laughed.
She nodded earnestly. Then she looked worried. Oh damn, don't look like that, Sang.
"Are you hurt anywhere, Gabriel?"
"Just the wrists, and the head. Don't worry. Bumped my head a bit."
I helped her take the ropes off my feet. She checked the imprints on my wrists, frowning, looking angry. Who wouldn't be touched?

"So how'd this guy pass out?" Luke asked, checking Bad Breath for any sign of serious injury. "This isn't Greg. Could be one of Greg's friends," he said, then tied him up with the same ropes that were used to tie me up.
"He tied me up. I knocked him over and he hit his head hard on the floor. Don't worry. I did a creepy-crawly dance to make sure I didn't kill him."
"You were all tied up and you still managed to knock him down?" Luke widened his eyes at me.
I grinned, "Hey, I may not lift much, but I can headbutt."
Sang and Luke looked at each other. Then looked at me in admiration.
Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.
Ah, shit.
Luke beamed at me, "You have my respect."

"First and foremost, call the guys. I'm calling North," Sang said, taking out her cellphone.
Luke frowned. "North hasn't replied to me yet."

I took my phone out and saw that there were no texts or calls. I red-lined Kota, which means that when I call him, he'll literally get shocked (which doesn't hurt much) and he'll know that it's an emergency. The Academy teaches us different ways to always be there for our family.

Fucking shit. He's not receiving. I tried the others one by one.
"North's not receiving!" I heard Sang's panicked voice.
Nobody was receiving my call either, not even Mr. Blackbourne or Dr. Green. I didn't dare to call anyone twice, in case they were tied up like me.
I started tracking Kota.
"No one's picking up my call either," I told Luke and Sang.
"Damn it," Luke muttered, "Okay, location tracked. North's still at Ashley Waters."
"Well, shit," I said, not being able to hide my dread, "So is Kota."
"What?" they said in unison. I showed them the screen, "Looks like everyone else is there too."

Luke searched Bad Breath's pockets for a phone, while Sang turned on the mic that's in North's phone. So far, we couldn't hear anything.
"So who's this fucktard? And who's Greg?" I asked, making Sang and Luke share an unspoken message. I get that Sang's more that just our manager. I also get that they're both working together with someone called North. But... They can't be one single family, can they? They are too in sync with each other. I guess when you're working together, it happens better than expected sometimes.
"We'll tell you everything we know in the car," Sang said.
"Found a phone," Luke revealed, "Great. Not locked."
"Who's North?" I asked Sang and I leaned forward to look at the phone-screen.
As soon as I asked that, Sang's tensed posture seemed to ease down and she smiled, turning to meet my eye. I don't think I'll ever get over her hypnotic eyes.
"North is Sunny. And Luke's brother."
Ah, matching weird eyebrows.
"Check this out," Luke dragged us back into focus.

Greg: were r u at
Greg: did u get him
Greg: wat da fuck r u doin u ass pick up
Greg: we already hav 7 bitches who da fuck u chasin

"They have North too. They misunderstood," Sang said, "They still don't know because Gabriel knocked the guy out."
Luke nodded, "And it looks like they're being held at Ashley Waters."
"Let them think North is one of the seven," Sang said. What?
"Hell no. North will be in danger," I protested.
"Do you really think they'd let North go even if they knew he isn't whom they were looking for?" Luke said. Damn it. He had a point. Now my team and an Academy member is in danger. Fuck.

Luke sent Greg a text from Bad Breath's phone: sorry got da wrong guy.

"Let's hurry," Luke said.
I was about to unlock the door when Sang stopped me.
"We have to be sure that no one's out there." Then she ran towards the wall and jumped, pulling herself up on the opening. Shit. How the fuck can she do that? How the fuck is her ass so cute? No no no no. You can ogle at her later, Gabriel Coleman. Right now, we're on a mission.
"It's safe," she let us know, then jumped down. Luke followed her path. When he pulled himself up, he seemed to realize something and looked at me.
He held out his hand.
"No thanks," I responded, "I'll just use the door."