Fame

Fame: Chapter 8

Lindsay's POV:

Everything was a blur.

My hands were still laced in Matt's and I could feel him trembling all over.

It was dark and we couldn't see anything besides the glimmer knife blade in a fake-tanned hand.

Matt and I were tied back to back with heavy rope that came out of no where.

Right now. Right now and only now. Right now and only now I was wishing Matt didn't have the tongue he has.

"So don't you think my brother will notice his brother and his brother's girlfriend tied up right in front of the front door?" Matt retorted.

Amanda chuckled.

"No, no, no. He's taken care of."

Matt's hand tensed up and he was cutting off my circulation.

He muttered apologizes and loosened up.

"What did you do to my brother?"

I saw her teeth shine and I could tell she was grinning.

"He's in the same state you two idiots are."

I heard Matt take a deep breath.

Suddenly, I dangling from my back.

I had realized that Matt had stood up.

With struggle, I was able to find the ground and stand back to back with Matt.

He sighed.

"Untie her. Untie Ed. Do whatever you want with me."

Amanda laughed her piercing, evil laugh.

"Matt, no. You don't have to do this."

Amanda put her knife under my rope.

"Oh, no. I'm doing it."

In seconds, I was free. I turned around and tugged on Matt's ropes, to no avail.

By this time, Amanda had already gone upstairs to let Ed free. Footstops ran across the ceiling and Ed ran downstairs to my side.

I looked at him, forgetting that I was standing next to THE Ed Sheeran.

"He asked to do it."

Ed nodded, understanding Matt's stubbornness.

"We will stay here with him."

I nodded and sat down at Matt's side, grabbed his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. We sat as Amanda strolled down the stairs.

"Well, well, well. What to do with you... Well, we both know we hate each other. We also both know that I'm the one who is right in this 'quarrel' we're having. You're an immature idiot."

I was about to stand up but Matt had whispered not to do anything.

Ed was cracking his knuckles next to me.

"So I don't know what to do. Should I kill you? No, too dramatic. Let you go? Nope, not that easy. Hmm...what about the middle? Injury seem nice. Or maybe if you're the tiny wimp on the outside like you are on the inside, you can step a little further than injury."

Matt's whole body was tense and stationary.

"Do what you want. You guys can go."

Ed slipped away, but I stayed.

Amanda laughed and looked out a lighter. The flame lit up her face and I could see her scowl.

She walked over to us and I slid away a bit, just to be safe.

She carefully lit the wall behind him on fire. He cringed and contracted over. Ed came back in and sat next to me, rubbing my back.

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MATT'S POV

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My back was heating up and I knew I couldn't possibly live a few minutes longer. It was my final minutes. And I was spending it with the only people I cared about. Lindsay and Ed. And oh, yeah. Amanda was there too. My arch nemesis.

Then, suddenly. The door flew open.

A jerky shadow appeared in the door way.

A piercing, strict voice hit the air.

"Lindsay! Dakota said you were over here and I wanted to tell you I ironed your underwear.... OH, LORD JESUS THERE'S A FIRE!"

Helga ran out the door and came back in with the garden house, spraying in random places.

"AH! AH! AH! AH!" Helga screamed as she squirted.

She stopped squirting and turned on the lights.

"AHHHH! ITS AMANDA BYNES!"

Amanda stood shocked in the middle of the foyer with a knife in one hand and a lighter in the other.

The police ran in and grabbed Amanda, rushing out.

I figured Ed must have called him when he slipped away.

I smiled. I was tied up in my half burnt down house with knife marks on my arms and burns on my back. But honestly, I couldn't be happier.

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THE END(:

Sorry it was so short there was just nothing more to do XD

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