Everyone Can Be Bought

(11) His Gang

The moment the ceiling hits me I regret not moving. Yes, I admit, I may have had a lack in judgment. Who knew a full grown squirrel could destroy a whole building. The rubble covers my entire body and I don't have the strength to claw my way out. I hear a whimpering and I immediately know who the whimper belongs to. The retarded squirrel. I decide that now is as good a time as any to name him. I'm going to die at this rate so I might as well die with the one who caused it.

"Maniac is now your name." I grunt and attempt to crawl. He's hurt and I feel terrible for not being able to help. I can't even help myself. My head is pounding and I know that there's blood. A lot of blood all over me. I'm wearing a tank top and shorts so my clothing doesn't protect my body at all. I feel dozens of markings on me and stings of pain resonates from each one. Yay I get the pleasure of having even more scars if I live. I'm laying on my back so me trying to get up is like a turtle flipped on its back; useless. I feel so sorry for turtles sometimes, but how do they even fall on their backs? It seems like a challenge if you ask me. I drop my body, aching in every way. It's hard to breath and I just want to take a long ass nap.

"Guys! Get over here!" I hear Viper bellow in a frenzy.

I hear shuffling and the remainder of the ceiling is being moved around. I hear the shingles getting crushed.

"She's under here!" One of Viper's henchmen shout. The debris covering my body gets lifted up and I see light. I cough violently not able to fight in this condition. I stare at him and he actually looks concerned. "Viper she doesn't look good!"

"I am aware of that asshole!" I spit still laying down and looking up at the guy who is holding the wreckage up so it doesn't squash me again. "How would you look if a house collapsed on you!" I growl and attempt to get up. My head slams back down into the floor.

It's official I'm helpless. A stupid helpless turtle!

Suddenly Viper's dark eyes find mine and he looks...pained? He frowns and motions his gang to help me. They grab my arms and drag me out from the disaster. Viper wraps his arms around me and picks me up with ease. He starts walking away from the house when I start struggling in his arms.

"No, wait!" I scream, "We can't leave him! Get my buddy out!!" I cry. Yes I cried shut up! I'm ashamed but I think I have a right to cry, all things considering. I kick my legs and squirm in Viper's arms. "I won't leave him!"

"Calm down, leave who? Who are you talking about?" Viper struggles to understand.

"Maniac! The squirrel, save him he's hurt." I cry harder and pound against Viper's chest. He's unaffected by my sad attempts of causing him pain. He freezes and looks in my eyes like he's asking if I'm serious. I glare at his blurry face through the tears in my eyes.

"Guys go find the stupid squirrel before she has a mental breakdown." Viper tells his group and they turn back towards the destroyed house.

"If you ask me she already has." One of his members huffs.

"Come back and say that to my face you assho..." Viper's hand clasps over my mouth before I can finish.

"If I were you princess, I wouldn't go off on the people who just saved your life!" Viper brushes his lips against my ear. Ewh. "Especially when you can't defend yourself."

I have to admit defeat. I feel like a house just fell on me. Oh wait, one did! I lift a hand to my forehead and pull away. I look at my red stained hand and sigh.

"Viper, I think I'm gonna..." I don't even get the words out of my mouth before I pass out.

......

"Do you have her phone?"

"Yeah Viper, we found it and the squirrel."

"Good. If she woke up and the squirrel wasn't here she would go psycho."