Protection Overload

Chapter 3

I woke up to someone tapping on my door. I looked at the clock: 8:30 AM. What in the world? I ignored it and rolled back over, but the door didn't get the message. "Elizabeth! There's four guys at the door! Did you piss someone off on YouTube again?" I looked out the window and saw four teens down on my front lawn. I groaned. "Don't they have anything better to do?" I asked myself.

"I'll be down in a minute." I said through the door. Ryan groaned through the door and went downstairs. I ran to my closet and grabbed a pair of dark blue shorts and a tank top that read "Don't judge my choices without understanding my reasons." I brushed my hair and walked out of my room, practically jumping down the stairs. "I swear Lizzy, you keep pissing people off on YouTube, their gonna kill you." I rolled my eyes as I approached the door. "They're guys I work with, Ryan."

I opened the door and was greeted by two white eyes and a wide tooth grin. "How you doing, sweetheart?" I rolled my eyes and opened the door, allowing them inside. "How did you guys find my house?" Vincent plopped down on my couch and relaxed. "Jeremy here lives just down the road." Jeremy shrunk down in the recliner. I shook my head. "That still doesn't explain why you guys are at my house!" I said, irritated. "I thought you guys went to the same school?"

We all looked at Vincent quite shocked. "What the hell, Vincent?" Mike asked. "Are you stalking her or something?" Vincent stayed silent and stared at me, waiting for an answer. I looked over towards the kitchen and saw Ryan, ready to move if I was uncomfortable. He nodded at me, so I turned back at Vincent, who was holding the stare. "Yes. We go to the same school, big deal. It's not Jeremy that I'm wondering about, it's you three."

Vincent laughed and Scott faceplamed. Mike looked bored. "Look. I couldn't give a shit, but for some reason, Vincent decided that all of us spend our time together before we had to go to work." Mike said, annoyed. "As if being stuck in a cramped office for six hours wasn't enough for the fucker." Jeremy flinched. "Can we please refrain from foul language in my house?" Ryan yelled from the kitchen. I sighed. I glanced at Jeremy and he quickly looked away, a little blush on his face. I looked at the others and realized they were all wearing different clothing.

Mike was wearing a pair of kaki shorts with a light blue polo. His security hat was replaced with a St. Louis Cardinals hat. Scott was wearing a red shirt with dark blue pants. That was his usual attire, but his hair was styled with an over-comb. Vincent was in his usual purple clothes, but he had had his hair cut. "What's going on?" I looked back at Jeremy and smiled a little. He was wearing a Scouting Legion shirt with blue jeans. His hair was the same, messy, but cute.

"We were want to know if you wanted to go with us to a movie." Jeremy asked, the blush still present on his cheeks. I looked back towards the kitchen, Ryan standing there like someone had just given him a gag gift for his birthday. I looked at him with sympathy. He sighed and nodded. "Alright, fine. What movie?" Vincent smirked a little and Mike just grinned. "DeadPool." Was all they said.

Time Skip: After the movie

"That movie was awesome!" Mike said as we walked out. Jeremy walked besides me, away from Vincent and Mike. "You okay, Jeremy? You haven't really said anything." I whispered, so the others wouldn't hear me. He nodded his head and looked at me, trying for a smile that others would buy, but I didn't. He was hurt, and sad. Someone had hurt him way too many times. "Why don't you two hang out before work? We will be going to Freddy's before hand, but you two should hang out."

I frowned. This was their plan all along, wasn't it? I sighed and looked at Jeremy. He was smiling at me in an innocent way. I looked away to Mike. "Fine, sure. I didn't have anything better to do than sleep." I said with a little laugh. As those three left, I turned to Jeremy, who was looking around, trying to hide his nervousness. "So. What do you, uh, wanna do, Lizzy?" He asked. I thought for a moment and smiled. I pulled out my wallet to see how much money I had. $80. That should be enough. I hadn't been there in a while, plus the movie theater was actually connected to the mall.

I looked at him and smiled, grabbing his hand and walking towards the mall entrance. "L-Lizzy? Where are we going?" He asked, surprise in his voice. I smirked. "It's a surprise." I smiled as he caught up to the side of me, still holding my hand.

Time skip.

We walked out of Hot Topic at 7PM, with about two bags each, him having a Foxy plushie in his arms, me having a Chica plushie with her bib that said "Let's Eat!" As we walked out of the mall, I pulled my phone out, and pulling up Ryan's messaging.

Me: Hey! Can you come and pick me and Jeremy up? We're at the mall.
Sent: 7:15PM

About five minutes later, he responded, saying he was on his way. My brother is coming to get us. Do you need to get your work clothes?" He shook his head. "I got it in my bag." He pointed to his back, a bag hanging over his back. "Okay. Well, do you wanna hang over at my house and have a shower? Before work?" He smiled and nodded. Ryan pulled up in front of us, popping up the trunk. I walked over and placed my bags in, placing Chica in one of my bags so I could tell they were mine. Jeremy did the same and I closed the trunk, opening the door to the front seat, as he climbed in the back. "Where'd those other guys go?" Ryan asked. "They left to go do something that Jeremy and I couldn't go." I said. He nodded his head.

"So are we taking Jeremy home?" He asked. "No. I told him he could hang out with me." I leaned over to his ear and whispered, " I think there's something wrong at his house, cause when i asked him, he looked like Freddy stared roaming around to get him." Ryan looked a little confused, but he still nodded. We arrived at home and we grabbed our bags, walking inside. Jeremy followed me to my room and I placed my bags on my bed, him following suit.

I turned to him and he attacked me with a hug. I was surprised, but then I hugged him back. "Thank you!" He said. "My dad never takes me anywhere." He started sniffling a little and I hugged him tighter. "Hey. Don't cry, it's okay." He started slightly shaking and I lead him to the bed, sitting down and rubbing his back, trying my best to calm down. Within five minutes, his eyes blood shot red, he sat on my bed, my arm around him. "You okay, now?" I asked. He nodded and rested his head on my shoulder. There was a knock on my door. "Liz? I made dinner." Ryan said. "Come down when you and Jeremy are ready."

I looked at Jeremy and he nodded. I got up, helping him, and we walked downstairs, smelling Spaghetti and meatballs as soon as we walked out into the hall. After we ate, I grabbed a towel from the hall closet and a wash cloth, and handed it to him, showing him how to work the shower and then I left, closing the door. I went into my room and sat on my bed, pulling up my bags and pulled Chica out, her adorable little purple eyes looking at me. I pulled her in for a hug and closed my eyes, listening to the soothing pitter patter of the water hitting roof, and falling asleep.

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Hello again! School starts in three days for me and some of my peeps on here! You know who you are. This summer has been a real bummer for me. Too many tears shed for someone who didn't deserve them in the first place. But the great thing about Thursday, which is my first day, is I get hugs! Hugs are great! I am going to continue the FMA story, but it's gonna take some time, so be patient my Spiders. Until next time! Bye!

~SpoderDomon