Thief (n.g.)

Chapter 2

I wake up falling before someone catches me.

"Wakey wakey." He chuckles before pulling me back on what I find to be a couch.

"Don't touch me." I panic, pulling my knees to my chest for the second time in... well I don't know how long.

The boy chuckles. "Is that your catch phrase or something? Cameron told me you said the exact thing to Nash before he was about to drug you."

I shrug."Where is the guy who did?"I ask impatiently.

"Did what?"

"Drugged me."

"Oh, I don't know. Brent, where is Shawn?"

"He said he was taking a nap after we got home." A boy with long dark hair, across the room, on a bed says.

"Oh yeah we just got back from another, uhh, mission."

"Oh." is all I say. I was a bit disappointed, he kind of made me comfortable.

"Well I'm Matt." The guy I've been talking to finally tells me.

"Oh." I nod awkwardly.

He chuckles. "Well, you gonna tell me your name?"

I shake my head.

"Ohhh! Ten bucks, Brent! Give it up! Told you she wouldn't tell us!" Matt yells walking over to Brent.

"Damn!" Brent whispers.

Suddenly the guy who shot the other in the ally, bust through the door. Neither of to boys flinch or so much as look to see who it was, just exchange money. The shooter looks from me to the two boys.

"Didn't I tell you to come get me when she wakes up?!"

  "Chill out man,you're going to get the same answers you would have five minutes ago!" Matt scoffs.

Answers? I shift awkwardly.

"Out!" He demands.

  Both Brent and Matt don't test him and leave the room. The shooter shuts the door and joins me on the couch.

"So," he sighs. "I'm Cameron, what's your name babe?"

I am so scared of him, I want to tell him, but,  I find myself so scared of him I can hardly find my words.

"Okay then. Since babe is the first thing that came to my mind, that is what we will call you."

What the?! I hate that name! But there is no way I'm arguing with him.

"You want a drink?" He ask walking towards the mini fridge, and grabbing two beers. "You were out for the whole day yesterday. You gotta be hungry too."

  I am starving! "I d-don't drink beer." I manage to say.

"Oh... Brenna doesn't either. We have some of her flavored water in here too, want some of those?"

I nod. He throws one for me to catch but I don't move, instead I let it fall to the floor, and pick up the bottle. I hadn't noticed I was shaking until I attempt opening the water but I couldn't. He takes it from me as he flops on the couch next to me and opens it, and gives it to me.

"So tell me about yourself."

Oh boy!