Same Difference

Chapter 31-Time to plan

I’ve been awake for way more than an hour watching the discovery channel when the door opened and ski mask guy walked in.

‘Miss me?’ He grinned.

‘No.’

‘Well, I brought ya breakfast.’ He revealed the plate of French toast he’d been hiding behind his back and I felt tears pool in my eyes. He put the plate down when he realised I wasn’t going to take it and a tear slipped down my cheek.

‘Hay!? What’s the matter? What’d I do?’ I felt more tears roll down my face as reality hit me.

‘Niall and I had French toast on our first date.’

‘Niall?’ Why does he sound so paniky, like he actually gives a dam!

‘My boyfriend, the one you guys shot.’

‘Oh. Tecnically I didn’t shoot him.’

‘Fuck off.’ He got up slowly and left me alone to cry. I hate them! They took my family, my boyfriend and my best friend away from me and then to top it all off they try to drug me! Well there’s no way I’m eating that food.

I grabbed the plate and flung open the window tossing the plate out and smirking at the loud shattering sound and the four guys that came running out, no masks. I grinned down at them and waved childishly at their shocked faces. I calmly closed the window and lay down on the bed waiting for a couple of angry idiots to burst in.

Hmmmmm 5…

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The door burst open, slamming against the wall as a guy with long greasy black hair stormed in and punched me.

HOLY MOTHER OFF FUDGE! MY FREAKING EYE IS ON FIRE!

‘Ow! Gee thanks for the bruise Snape!’ I couldn’t help myself, I mean really? Black t-shirt, greasy black hair and a sneer like that!!!

Sadly for me he didn’t find it funny and punched me in the stomach, hard.

‘Holy shit!’ That hurt, like a lot. He gave me a dirty look and stormed out. Somebody’s sulking.

A thin guy with pitch black hair and really white skin came in with an ice pack in his hand. ‘You just had to call him Snape, didn’t ya?’ I recognise that voice, it’s the guy who brought me my food! DUDE GUY!

I ignored him and his ice pack so he sat on the end of the bed. ‘The ice pack will make your face feel better.’ I know where he can shove that ice pack.

‘You can’t ignore me for ever.’ Wanna bet?

‘Come on. Talk to me.’ As if.

‘Ya know I do care so you might as well talk to me sinse I’m the only one who’ll be nice to you.’

‘Fuck off dumb ass.’ Before he could do anything I lifted my foot off the bed and kicked him in the face.

‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! YOU LITTLE BITCH!’ Maybe I kicked him a little bit harder than I planned judging from the blood gushing down his face and the huge cracking his nose made. Well he deserved it.

‘I told you to leave me alone.’ I smirked until he lunged at me swearing and swinging his fists.

‘I’M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU LITTLE SHIT!’ I somehow ended up falling off the bed which he took to mean kick-her-as-hard-as-possible-over-and-over-again-all-over.