(Love this song, but the music video is a bit... yeah, just wait to 2:52)
*papa roach is amazing*
(Ps this is a short chapter, sorry i havn't updated in a while to those who actually like my story so far, i have a lot of HSC revision to do)
Diel
"Stupid, Follaway trash" Rydell sneered as i placed the frail, pale girl onto the soft blankets in the back of our matt black van
"Hey, it wasn't her fault" i protested, jumping into the back with her, so she won't escape and i can ensure that's she safe
"But she's one of them" Vince whinced,jumping into the passegener's seat while Rydell drove
"She might be different " i sighed, running my large hand through her thick murky black hair
"She's a replacement, bait, someone to blame" Rydell sneered, starting the van
"Rydell" i cautioned, stroking her cold, pale cheek
"Who's going to claim her, shes not too fat or thin, don't think she's pregnant, can guarantee she's a virgin" Sol skilfully changed the subject, glaring at The girl's cleavage hungrily
"Nobody" i spat, dragging her unconscious body closer towards me
"Oooh you want her" Vince teased, making me feel uncomfortable
"No, can we just see who she really is first" i exclaimed, Pushing Carmie away slightly
"She's a dirty Follaway" Rydell bellowed, anger and hatred dripped from his voice
"She looks so much like Thi..... her, oh god i miss her" Vince whimpered from the passenger seat
"We all do" Rydell sighed, his voice wobbling slightly
Carmie's eyes began to flutter, "she's waking up" Sol panicked, staring her cold, lifeless body, "what, but that drug is super strong, Vince did you water it down or something" Rydell practically screamed, speeding through the higway
"What of course not, i put in half a spoonful like you said" Vince stated, offended
"I SAID 5 AND A HALF SPOONFULS IDIOT" Rydell bellowed, slamming the breaks
"oh, oops" Vince cursed, hitting his palm against his tanned head
"Yeah oops" i sarcasticly muttered
"Huh where am i" Carmie yawned, her petite, delicate white hands rubbed her glistening green eyes
"Hell" sol sneered, before forcing a rag to her full lips,
She stupidly took in a deep breath and within a few seconds she was out
"We're here, get her on the plane Diel, me and Vince are going next door to get our property, sol start the plane" Rydell instructed as soon as we reached the desolate, muddy field,
I nodded in submission before carrying Carmie's limp, unconscious figure, bridal style in my arms, towards the small, rundown mini plane.
After what seemed like hours, Rydell and Vince bolted onto the plane, their once black clothes were drenched in thick, ruby red blood, a bright pink duffel bag swung from Vince's shoulder, "ha pink" i sneered, peering behind my shoulder at a sleeping carmie who was belted into an white cotton seat,
"Shut up, The thief was a girl" Vince stammered , embarrassed, throwing the thin dufflebag onto the floor of the plane,
I chuckled slightly before perching myself next to the unconscious follaway, slowly drifting into a heavy slumber
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The Poison Flower
أدب المراهقينCarmie Follaway, a 17 year old from Bath, England was just dancing up a storm in the local club, waiting to finally meet her internet boyfriend of four years, untill a Group of young Russian teens spiked her drink, leaving her unconscious. When she...
