The NEWBIE

Chapter 15

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ELSA

"What are you doing here?" I yelled, running closer as soon as I found out that it was him.

"I'm taking you to Ohio." He said, aggressively. Is he nuts?

"That's another state, moron! You know how long it would take just to get there?" I shouted at him. Does he even know what he's saying? He talks like Ohio is just another street, nearby. Travelling from Indiana to Ohio takes about three hours.

"Then hop in if you want to get there quick." He commanded.

"Why the heck am I going with you?" I asked him, my voice still rising.

"Just shut up and let's go!" he said without even explaining. He pulled me by the arm but I quickly slap his hand off.

"Hey!" I barked. "I know you helped me and I really thank you for that and all, but that doesn't make you the boss of me! You can't just do things like that! That's messed up! You're messed up!" I pointed at him, feeling all the blood rushing to my face.

"I'm not playing one of your games, boy. I'm not one of those flirts, and I'm not going with anybody, alright, buddy?" I added, walking back inside my house. I think this guy is a nut-job. First, he would humiliate me back at the cafeteria, and now, he's here at our porch. He really needs a therapist.

I thought he already left, but before I could even realize what was happening, he already carried me by the hips. He placed me on his right shoulder, almost like I was some kind of luggage or something.

"Let go of me!" I yelled while hitting him in his back. "Put me down!" But he still didn't listen. I can almost feel like he was smiling. I kept hitting him as hard as I could but boys are just so obnoxious.

When I couldn't take it, anymore, I began screaming louder in to his ear. "PUT ME DOWN YOU ASSHOLE!"

When he heard what I had just called him, he stopped dead in his steps. "Who's an asshole?"

"You are, you moron!" I shouted again. "Now, put me down! I don't wanna' go with you! You're a psycho! Psycho!"

Even with the screams, he still wasn't listening. He continued walking until he put me down on his motorbike. He was still holding my hips. I tried unlocking his grip but he's just too strong. I tried pushing him off his motorbike but there's no use. He placed his helmet on my head, still holding my hips. I harshly moved myself so that I would fall off his bike but it was pretty much a total fail.

"You're crazy! I'M GONNA' KILL YOU!" I said, struggling in my place.

"Try me," he replied, calmly, but still taunting.

"Why are you doing this? I told you I'm not going anywhere!" I yelled, angrily in his ear, again.

He started the engine without even giving me a warning. He began driving it as though he was in a drag race.

"Are you trying to kill us?!" I asked him, finally holding on to him, tightly, so that I wouldn't fall to my death.

"You told me you were going to kill me. Might as well take you to my trip to the other side!" He replied.

"What the? You are a nut-job!" I said, hitting him in the head.

"Ah, God! Stop! I was only kidding! Do you really wanna' die?" he exclaimed. I stopped struggling, but I still didn't shut up.

"I'm going to tell Mom and Dad. I'm going to make you pay after this." I warned him.

He gave a cruel chuckle, "You're going to be the one who's paying me, girl."