Truth Or Dare?: An Original Story

•Chapter 13•

•Gemini's POV•

We have seen "The Breakfast Club" over a million times. I was getting pretty sick of it, but I didn't want to say anything to seem rude. So I snuggled up on the recliner and quickly dozed off.

                  *10 minutes later*

I woke up to the sound of tumbling and tossing and went to go see what it was. Standing there was a guy tightly holding Blythe and Gray pointing a gun towards the intruder.

"So, I see you came back for more you little bastard." Gray said, pointing the gun directly at his head.

" Oh my god, wait!" I yelled. I put my hand on Gray's hand, and made him lower the gun. "Who the hell is this?" I said, clearly confused. The guy just chuckled and then proceeded to introduce himself.

"Me? I'm Lucas, Blythe's ex. I came to get her back. I need her, she doesn't understand that, but she'll see soon." He said, looking me up and down.

"I don't appreciate you busting into my home and trying to kidnap my best friend. How the fuck did you get in, anyway?" I said, pissed off.

"You need to lock your windows, sweetheart." He said. Oh hell no, I don't appreciate some perv calling me sweetheart. I calmly walked towards him, raised my hand and balled it into a fist, and punched him so hard in the face. He stumbled back, releasing Blythe, and fell to the ground. I knocked him out. And I was surprised. I guess I was stronger when I was pissed. New found strength. Cool. But that doesn't matter right now.

I ran towards Blythe, who was leaning against a wall, hyperventilating. "You ok, Blythe?" She just stared at me, clearly in shock.

Gray took Blythe by the hand and led her to her bedroom. He came back a few minutes later, still pissed off.

"I cannot BELIEVE this asshole thought it was ok to come back. I would have shot him if you didn't come in here. I would have been worth it, even I ended up in jail. I just... he needs to be gone. He needs t-" Gray stumbled over, clutching the back of his head. He turned around, and Lucas stood there sneering, his fist balled up, his knuckles white. Lucas hit him, hard, in the back of his head. Gray ran towards him with all his might, and he pushed Lucas to the ground. He punched him so much, I lost count. Gray then stood up, and kicked Lucas in his balls. Lucas lost his breath and passed out.

"That's it! I've had enough! Gray, go into the kitchen and calm down. I'm calling the police for Lucas breaking in and attempted kidnapping. This has gone TOO far." I said. I went to my room to find my cellphone and there stood Blythe, looking out the window.

"Um, Blythe. Why are in my room?" I asked. She turned around, crying. "I need to tell you something." She sat on my bed, and I sat down next to her. She told me everything. Why Lucas was here, what that letter was that Jake had, and why she never wanted to date again. As she told me everything my facial expression changed. At first I was confused, but now, I'm utterly worried for her. She could've been kidnapped if Gray and I hadn't heard them tussling in the hallway. I'm glad we stopped him, and it felt good to knock his lights out. 

"We need to call the police. But first, we need to tie Lucas up so he won't escape. I don't want anyone to know what happened until the police comes and takes him away. There is already enough going on and I don't want to freak people out." Blythe said, wiping tears from her eyes.

"We can do that." I said. We left my room and nor Gray and Lucas were anywhere to be found. The basement door was open and the first thing I thought was, "Shit." I bolted down the basement stairs, Blythe following closely behind me. Gray was tying Lucas to a pole.

"Thank god. I thought you killed him." I said, breathing a sigh of relief. "Thanks for tying him up. We were headed down to do it, but you have it under control." I said.

"You two go back upstairs and tell everyone to go to bed. I'll clean up." He said. We walked back upstairs and told everyone to go to bed. They obeyed, and went upstairs one by one.As I got into bed, I thought about how we would call the police in the morning and Lucas would be taken away. This whole thing would be over, and I could worry no more about some weirdo breaking in to try to steal someone.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.