Anger Management

Chapter 8: In home movie theaters and Sticks under covers

I feel my heavy lids open, my eyes slowly opening adjusting to the dimly lit room. I sit up stretching my sore limbs, and cracking my locked bones. I let out a groan my body feeling weak and sore as if I have been hit by a bus. I rub my temples, and open my eyes,moving to get out of my bed. Wait a minute since when did I have wooden floors, and why are my walls grey?! All of a sudden my eyes widen when I realize I'm not in my room. I feel myself start to panic, as I get up, and feel something sag off my body. Another panic attack starts as I look down to see the baggy shirt and shorts hanging off my tiny body. I pull at the gigantic black shirt, pulling it away from my chest. I feel a breath of relief leave my body when I realize I still have my swimsuit, and the perv who ever put me here had the decency to keep my clothes on. I walk over to the window peeking out to see the dark world greet me. I walk back over to the bed, and look towards the tiny night table thats by the bed.

I squint my eyes when I see a white piece of paper sitting on the nightstand illegible writing on it. I pick it up cautiously, looking around as if someone is watching me. I look back down at the paper and strain my eyes to make out the writing knows as chicken scratch.

When you wake up come to the kitchen, I'll explain because I bet you went bat S*** crazy when you woke up in my room.

The person you adore the most. ;)

Now who wrote this. Wait a minute since when did Riley move, and why does her room look like a boys? I think to myself confusion clear on my face. I walk over to the dresser, glancing around to see if I can get some type of clue to who's house i'm in. I pick up a picture I see in a frame on the dresser looking at it. I feel a small smile on my face as I see a little boy smiling really hard, his arm wrapped around a woman who has the same bright green eyes like Ashter.

"Wait a minute! Ashter! That mother fudger!" I hear myself scream. I storm over to the closed door, pulling it open with all the strength in my arm which isnt a lot. I poke my head out in the completely dark hallway, I look to my left to see stairs so I choose that way because hello! Stairs mean escape and the murdering of AShter storm. I speed down the hallway, my mind focused on my one important task. I practically jump down the flight of stairs, before looking around. Why the fudge is his house so big? I walk down the hallway that has the light at the end of it. I silently pray the kitchen is down here because I really dont feel like meeting Ashter's parents right now. Especially since I'm planning to kill their son. I quietly walk down the hallway, not making a single sound. When I reach the opening in the wall, I push my stomach up against the wall, preparing myself for a peek over the threshold. I grab onto the door opening frame, slowly bringing my head around the corner. I look into to see that it is the kitchen, but I stop myself from getting to happy when I see no one in there. I feel my mood once again worsen as I walk into the kitchen sitting on one of the stools that was pushed under the bar table. I swivel around on the stool it easily entertaining myself, while I wait for someone to show up. I pick up an apple from the fruit basket before shrugging my shoulders, and deciding to eat it. I mean hey free food. I hear my stomach growl in response to me finishing my apple, and me being the fat person I am, I decide the explore the wonderful thing known as the refrigerator. I hop off the stool, walking to their steel gray refrigerator slowly approaching it before running my hand down it lovingly. I feel myself smile evilly before I grab both handles revealing the happiness in both the refrigerator and freezer. I let out a sigh my dreams coming true, when I see all the stuff just waiting to be eaten. I immediately grab some ice cream out the freezer, and some yogurt out the refrigerator. I laugh like a witch my hands raised to the sky the food resting in my hands. I look down from the ceiling and I almost leap out of my skin when I see Ashter standing in front of me, a look of concern on his face. I quickly set the food down on the counter, pushing the doors of the refrigerator closed, a sheepish smile on my face.