Go Ahead, Shoot Me! [HOLD]

What are you? Part elephant!? (927)

"Oh my gosh! I'm so full, I cannot move!" I complain. I somehow stomached all that food. Man, he can cook!

"Well, you have to!" Jake says sternly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"There's more seats over there!" I protest. We have been fighting over who gets what seat, after I jumped the couch and lyed down on it, thinking I had won, he comes over demanding that he must sit there.

"I don't want those seats, I want this one!"

"Yeah, but I'm using it!"

But.... Fine!" He yells, turning around.

"I win!" I shout, then he sits on my legs. He weighs a ton!

''What are you? Part elephant?!" I shout.

"Babe, it's all muscle!" He replies, flexing as he does so.

I eventually move my feet from under this oaf.

"You know I never lose!" Jake says triounphontly, just before I place my feet back on his lap, sticking my tongue out as I do.

It's about two hours later and I am hear lying on the couch in the same position except there is now the biggest, fuzziest, purplest, softest blanket ever covering both me and Jake and we are in a dark room watching Supernatural or something on the television, I stopped paying attention when I saw girls saying, 'Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary!' In front of a mirror, how cliché.

I feel Jake jump at the end of the couch at something, but I don't bother looking at what frightened him, one thing I know is that Jake is a wuss. He loves scary movies, but hates being scared.

I get up off the couch, scaring Jake as I do, and walk to the bathroom. I have formed a plan to scare Jake. Once I am in the bathroom, I grab my makeup bag and fish out some blood red lipstick and stuff that makes your face pale. I rarely wear make up, so i don't know names. After I have made my face pale, I place lipstick under my eyes so it looks as if my eyes are bleeding and at the corner of my lips, so it looks like blood. I grab a touch, flip off the lights and shine the touch under my chin. I look terrifying! I remove my hair from its bun so it falls around my face, I look even scarier.

I sneak out of the bathroom, putting my phone on video record as i do. I kneel behind the couch, keeping the phone out of sight. There is a mirror beside the TV. I put the touch on a low setting and put it under my chin, making my reflection in the mirror become more visible. Jake does not notice me right away but when he does he screams like a little girl and jumps so high he falls off the couch. I resist the urge to laugh, continuing to look ahead. I see out of my perespectural vision Jake shuffling towards the corner, still on his butt. I burst out laughing as I cannot hold it in anymore.

I am litterally rolling on the floor laughing when a shadow leams over me, haking my laughter stop, but as soon as i see his angry face i laugh agian.

"It's not funny!" He yells, pouting slightly

"To you!" I say through laughter

"Stop laughing!" He has to shout over my laughter, which had only one effect, making my laughter louder.

"I will send that picture...'' He says which makes my laughter (which now grown silent with tears falling down my cheeks) halt to a stop.

"You wouldn't..." I state though I know he would.

"You know I will send it to my...." He pauses to poke his phone for a minute, "Three hundred and twelve contacts!"

I gasp, "What, do you have the whole school on that thing?!''

He smirks, "Just about... Delete the video!"

I bigin stroking my invisible beard, until I come up with a desision, "No."

"God help me Abby, i will send that picture to all three hundred contacts"

"Three hundred and twelve!" I correct. I don't care what people think of me, but it would be awkward walking around town and school with everyone knowing what I look like.. That is, if I make it that long!

"Fine!" i yell, going into my pictures and deleting a picture at random, showing Jake the 'Deleted' message. I'm not deleting that video until he deletes the image!

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"You know I will find my corner, maybe tonight I'll hold ya

after my blood is drowning in alcohol!" I sing along to one of my favourite artists, Ed Sheeran who is playing on my phone. I am lying so my feet are over the head of the chair

"You know he sucks right?" Jake says

"I'll give you love Edward Christopher Sheeran!" I scream on the top of my lungs, just to annoy Jacob.

Jake mumbles something but I cant understand anything except the words him and love. I am still listening to Ed Sheeran when my phone buzzes.

I check it, freezing as I read it

Abigail, you know too much. We know about your little boyfriend. We know where you are and we will kill you, if you run, we will kill you. You will die.

"Oh cr*p" I whisper, tossing the phone to Jake before he even asks. I knew it was going to happen but seeing it there in print, its unnerving to say the least.

"Oh sh-" He begins but interrupts himself by asking, "What do we do?"

"Well, its already been established that if we run they will find us, so we wait." I announce, sounding a lot more sure of myself then I am, "it's really all we can do. I suppose." I quickly add on so I don't sound like I feel superior.

"... Unless you leave..." I mumble, turning my eyes to the floor.

I already know his answer, so I'm not surprised when he says a clear, stern, "No" though I still scowl at the wood floor below. "I don't think we should just stay here though, Abby!" He protests further, "Its like putting the trigger to your own head!"

Hey guys its Sammie, I am uploading this because I have saved it ten times and it will not save. This chapter is incomplete and unedited. I am on my iPod so its not easy to write let alone edit, so I don't want any tomatoes thrown, okay? Now, vote for Eddy baby!