struggles

four.

After explaining the genius plan I had come up with to Elle and Cal at the smoothie shack, we sprinted back-- well I sprinted back to the condo to gather supplies for our adventure. I grabbed the carton of large eggs that were rarely used due to everyone's lack of time and cooking skills, Elle grabbed a couple cans of spray paint, and Callum grabbed two baseball bats and a hammer. Why he had those supplies? No idea.

The three of us creeped up to the condo which we had heard loud sobs coming from and went into full-on black ops mode- hiding every spot that we could. Elle hid behind the stairwell up to the condo and spray-painted a couple hateful comments onto it. Me and Cal stayed behind a wall a little ways past the stairwell with our weapons of choice in-hand.

"They're too close to the entry. We have to get in through the window," Callum stated. He obviously had a lot more experience in this field of work so I listened to him and made a couple hand gestures to Elle to come with us.

"How does one break a window quietly?" Elle asked.

"You don't. You create a distraction away from the window thEn break it," Callum said, going beyond my standards yet again.

"Gotcha," Elle replied, a bit confused. I took a couple eggs out of the carton and threw them at the door of the condo and Callum smashed the window as quietly as he could and stepped into the room. Before I stepped through the smashed window, I saw the blue-haired girl step outside with a metallic object in her hand. A knife. A freaking knife. Ahahaha- we were screwed.

"Now this is just straight up annoying." I said, looking around the room we stepped into, which was 100% purple. "Damn these people have nooo fashion sense-"

Before I could finish Callum whispered "hide," seeing as he heard the pitter patters of the feet of the two girls. Cal and I hid behind these purple-ass curtains corresponding from each other and Elle hid behind one a couple yards away from me.

I peeked through the tiny opening in the curtain and saw the two girls walk into the room, Amelia gripping the other girl and she was wielding her knife like fucking Excalibur.

"M-Mika... I-I think they're h-here.." Amelia stuttered innocently. Something caught my eye- Elle. She was trying her best to not jump, she is scared pretty easily- but I knew that couldn't be it. 

I tapped her and whispered, "You good?"

She shook her head quickly, jumping a little again and replied in a whisper. "These curtains are made out of cotton."

I rolled my eyes and whispered, "Nooo Elleee they're made of fucking paper."

She rolled her eyes back at me and frantically said, "I'm allergic to cotton you dumbass." Before I could tell her to crawl under the bed that was literally three centimeters away from her, she let out a small sneeze.

"bED. get under the bed-" but Elle was ahead of me, already darting under the bed. Suddenly, Amelia took a deep breath of confidence and said something that astounded me.

"Elle Hemsworth- beneath Mika's bed. Callum Brooks and- Collins. Behind the curtains."

"No I'm fucking nOT" Cal yelled stupidly. He emerged from the curtains leaning on the baseball bat like a cane, looking the OG aristocrat. Elle didn't even need to emerge- Mika, who was growling like a dog, dragged her from under the bed.

"First off- I didn't know you could say an entire sentence without stuttering. And, second off, I'm hurt. You don't know my last name," I said as I stepped out of the curtains and approached Amelia, towering over her. "Vuitton." (shoutout to my boy louis vuitton this one's for you bb <3)

Amelia took a step back and Elle punched Mika in the jaw, making her damn statement, and Callum lifted the baseball bat threateningly- but before he could swing, he avoided both of the girls the booked it up the stairs, Elle and I following. She tripped on a step and landed on top of me, and I looked down at her and smirked. "This is nice."

Elle just rolled her eyes and smiled, "You're such a flirt, Col." I lifted her up and ran up the stairs.

Mika's eyes darted around, not willing to let us escape, before they latched on an object on the bedside table, and grabbed it. I sprinted up the stairs but heard a grunt of power and when I turned around, I saw the Oxford Dictionary coming my way, but it was too late.

I stumbled backwards and cupped my nose and when I pulled my hand away, it was stained red with blood. "She busted my nose," I muttered, kind of in-awe

"She busted my damn nose," I said, this time a bit louder. I stood on the top floor with Elle and Cal and stood there in rage letting the girls come to the floor and the blood coming from my nose soon formed a puddle at my feet. The burning rage inside of my was flaming so much that I was blinded with it.

My ears started to ring and all of the sound just became fuzzy. This... again, I thought. Memories that I didn't even know I had came flooding to me and everything was so vivid.