Chapter 8: The Suspense...

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YOUR POV

I. Don't. Know. What was that dream? Why was I still in school at that time? I have too many questions on my mind... I should start doing my daily dosage of Tumblr Browsing. *buzz* Hmm? I don't get text messages or phone calls often... Then again, I'm still using the phone from Chicago... ( Correct me if I'm wrong. I can't remember if it was Chicago...) I looked at the phone to see who it was from.


Text From: +33 9 78 34 84 20 (Adrien)

Sent: 19:46 on 08-September-2015

Hey (Y/N)... Sorry for the disturbance... You were sleeping in Social Studies and... Pictures were leaked? Out? Don't hate me for it please I'm just letting you know.

Attachments: IMG_2391, IMG_2392, IMG_2393

Ugh. What pictures were leaked out now? *click* *click* Hm? HEY, Get off my keyboard. Bad Kitty. BAD KITTY. Stop. Go away. Not right now. I look at my phone in a worried matter. I open one photo and that's when I flipped shit worried. I quickly replied:

To: +33 9 78 34 84 20 (Adrien)

Umm... Who has seen this exactly?

I decided to take a nap until an instant message sound on AOL came up. Yes, I know. I'm still using AOL. It was from Adrien? AOL must of accepted my request to send text messages to my AOL when my phone is off.

From: +33978348420francembl@mbl.fr

Well, almost everybody in the class. Along with some others. Err... Sorry if I didn't wake you up. There was a situation that was important that I had to take care of.

I wanted to die. I was only in school for one day. ONE DAY and there is already shit going down involving me. *derpface* Chloé. She is the bitch that fucked with me in the morning. She had to do it. HAD TO BECAUSE SHE IS IN MY CLASS AND I HEAR STORIES ABOUT HER DOING THIS SHIT ALL THE DAMN TIME. I'm gonna. I'm gonna punch her face.
I don't care what people think, she deserves it. You know what? I'm bored. I'm calling Adrien.
*ring* Voicemail. *ring* Voicemail. *ring* Someone answers but doesn't talk.

"H-Hello? Is anyone there?" I feel like a dumbass. Why would I ask that?

"*heavy breathing* Hello... I see your friends with Adrien."

I was getting quick nervous... "What are you doing with Adrien?" I said in a loud, serious matter.

"I'm at his house... You might wanna hurry. Or you'll be his second. " What did he mean? WHAT IS HE TRYING TO SAY? *click* the phone line is dead. Power suddenly goes out. I'm running. As fast as I fucking can. Towards Adrien's house, I see a black car with black tinted windows and no license plates. I run into his house without thinking.

"ADRIEN? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" I could hear someone talking. I run into Adrien's room thinking that they're in there. I saw a dark room that was faded with a little light. I saw Nino standing right next to Adrien. But it wasn't Nino. He looked a little different.

"So, I see you found us. "

"No dip, dumbass. Your in his fucking room."

"I recommend you not use profanity or I'll do you next. " I'm scared. To shit. I walk up to Adrien until I was stopped by Nino.

"Ah ah ah~ You can't go near him. How about you, sit right... Here. " I sat in the seat until I felt cold, metal bars clamp my hands. I fell right into his trap. Dammit.

"Alright Adrien, you are going to cooperate. Understand? " Adrien didn't budge.

"HEY! UNDERSTAND? " Adrien muffled a yes.

"(Y/N) is here to witness it all. Or let me say, your boyfriend. " What? How did he know? Wait, never mind. That's a stupid question to ask because Adrien tells Nino almost every damn thing.

"Adrien, let me ask you one question. Do you want to lose your virginity by me OR see (Y/N) get killed. Miserably. With your own eyes. You choose, Adrien. "

(A/N) OMG WHAT HAS THIS STORY TURNED INTO? Anyway, it's hard to update with just a phone, okay? Happy Valentines Day to you guys if your reading this before tomorrow. Tomorrow is 2/13/16 if your wondering. Alright. I'm gonna go finish what I was doing. Sorry for a huge delay. I can't do much when I'm on punishment.

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