Addison's POV
"Where the hell are we??" I asked Fred when he finally took the bag off of my head. Its been a day since we left, and I couldn't be more worried about Cali. Even though I'm in a worse situation, I can't help but be worried about her. She's too instinctive, she'll come after me no matter how far we are.
He glared at me, "Wouldn't you like to know."
God, can no one give me a straight answer anymore??? I decided not to say something sarcastic, just for my own safety. He was pissed.
"That bitchy whore of yours killed a bunch of my friends. I should've killed her when I had the chance, but just to make it clear to you, I will kill her. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but I'll kill her. I don't care how pretty she is." He grumbled, cleaning his gun.
"That bitchy whore is my sister. And good luck with that. She can't even kill herself, what makes you think you can kill her?" I asked. Seriously though. She's tough and smart, Fred is just strong. Too stupid, Cali can definitely take him.
He smirked, "Believe me, I will. I can promise you that. And if I don't, I'll be the cause of her death."
"What do you mean?"
He rolled his eyes, "Stop asking questions. Just wait and see. You're like one of those annoying people in movie theaters that are always asking what's happening instead of watching the fucking movie." He answered, harshly.
I groaned at him, "Goddamn, calm your tits. Its not the end of the world, I asked you two questions." So dramatic, Jesus Christ. Someone needs a chill pill. Or two. Honestly, there's so many people that could've kidnapped me, why did it have to be this douchebag???
"Shut up." He said, slapping me harder than usual. Rude.
I was silent for a few minutes, and then I asked, "I'm starving, can you give me some food?"
"HOLY FUCK." He screamed. He didn't scare me at all, and I thought it was kinda funny because his viens were popping out of his head like they do on cartoons. "We're here. Get out."
"Yes sir." I mumble sarcastically.
I stepped out, and I felt like screaming. "You fucking asshole. Fuck you." I said, looking at my surroundings.
"Look familiar?" He asked, and I could hear the stupid smirk in his voice.
I turned around to look at him, "Go fuck yourself."
He had taken me back to my old house.
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Sorry it's a short chapter, but I hope it was okay anyway! Thank you for reading!
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