Kidnapped By A Gang

Chapter 10

Scarlet's POV

After arguing for a while I gave up, I knew I wasn't getting out of this date thing. So I stormed off to the car, got in, and slammed the door shut.

I saw Adam smirk and walk to the car, he opened the door, got in, and then closed it. I noticed that he was about to make a snarky remark, so I cut him off

"Don't say a damn word, I really don't want to hear it."

"Ohh poor baby Scarlet doesn't want to go on a date with the sexy gang leader."

I snorted and then said "You are NOT sexy! I don't want to go on a dumb date with you." I knew I was lying, this guy was so damn sexy and so hot, but I can't let him know that's he's attractive or he'll win, and I will NOT be letting him win!

"Awww will it make lil' Scarlet feel better if I let her play what music she wants?"

Instantly I picked my head up and nodded, I love music more than I've ever loved anyone.
He handed me his phone which was on YouTube and was hooked up to the car radio.

I played my favorite song "Mad Hatter"  by Melanie Martinez. I began to sing along

"My friends don't walk they run
Skinny dippin rabbit holes for fun
Poppin poppin balloons with guns
Gettin high off helium we paint white roses red each shade from a different persons head this dream dream is a killer getting drunk with a blue catapillar

I'm peeling the skin off my fa-a-ce cause I hate being sa-a-fe the normals they make me afra-a-ad the crazies they make me feel sa-a-ne

I'm nuts baby I'm mad the craziest fun that you've ever had, you think I'm psycho you think I'm gone, tell the psychiatrist something is wrong, ohh I've been entirely bonkers you like me best when I'm off my rocker, tell you a secret I'm not alarmed, so what if I'm crazy all the best people are."

I noticed him looking at me with a smirk on his face, so I stopped singing and just listened to the music. 

"You know, you have a really pretty voice, you should sing more often."

I looked at him with a shocked expression on my face. I hated my voice! Anybody who has ever heard me sing says that my voice is pretty and I never believe them my, I hate my voice!

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like I'm lying, you have a beautiful voice. Can you sing the song without the music on in the background?"

"I'll give it a shot." I said. Omg this is going to be very embarrassing!

"I'm peeling the skin off my fa-a-ace cause I hate being sa-a-afe the normals they make me afra-a-ad the crazies they make me feel sa-a-an

I'm nuts baby I'm mad the craziest fun that you've ever had, you think I'm crazy you think I'm gone, tell the psychiatrist something is wrong,  ohh I've been entirely bonkers you like me best when I'm off my rocker, tell you a secret I'm not alarmed, so what if I'm crazy all the way people are."

He started clapping, seriously he started clapping!

I looked at him in amazement, he seemed to notice because after he saw my face he said

"Why are you looking at me like that, you can seriously sing!"

"Why do you think I can sing? My voice is complete shit. I can NOT sing!"

"Whatever! You can sing and I don't want to here you complaining about how you can't sing!"

"You know what just STOP! I'll never believe you when you say I can sing so there's no point in trying to tell me I can sing! I can't do anything good! So just SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

I had tears in my eyes, but I couldn't let him see them. I honestly believe that everything I do is always a screw up.