Chapter 7

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Shay P.O.V

I, Shay, have done the impossible! I GOT THE DRIVER TO GIVE US HER NAME!

Well...not really a name. More like a nickname. She wants to just be called "Nick" She even spelled it out!

I dunno why she wants to be called Nick but alright. We all got our quirks and stuff so eh...

Anyeays, I got her to talk! Like right now....

"No."

I pouted "pleaseeee, just let us stay at a motel for onceee" I whined, and made annoying noises.

She narrowed her eyes at us, and I knew she was mulling it over, YES ALL SHE NEEDS IS A PUSH!!!

"Cmonnn, we will be goooood!" Final move.

"Fine." CHECKMATE!

I cheered and shook the sleeping boys beside me.

"SHES GONNA TAKE US TO A DAMN MOTEL!!!! WE CAN SLEEP IN A FUCKING BED!" I squealed and they gasped, but smirked.

I cheered when we pulled to a motel. Pretty cheap and dirty looking but a'ight!

I jumped all over the parking lot screaming like a mad man getting looks from my peoples cackling. Yesssss, VICTORY! SWEET VICTORY!

"YAAAAA- WHAT THE FUCK?!" right in the middle of my amazingly sexy chanting voice, Nick fucking THROWS A LASSO AROUND ME!

"WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET A ROPE?!"

She shrugged and continued to drag me into the hotel while I kicked and screamed threats. I swear shes sweating. Good. Fear me.

Oh god, shes gonna drag me across the floors. The dirty, dirty, floor.

Oh hell no!

I thrashed wildly and thumped on my side and the dragging stopped, RIGHT BEDORE WE HIT THE DIRTY INFESTED CARPET.

I lodged myself in the doorframe, "BITCH I AINT MOVING. THOSE DAMN FLOORS!"

"If you do not get in this god damn room right now..." she seethed quietly.

I shot up and ran into the room but got yanked on my butt. I screamed I could literally feel the germs crawling on me. I felt the rope pull off me and I screamed and ran into the shower feeling their amused gazes on my back.

I gasped in horror at the bathroom. It was so tiny, a small shower in the corner stained yellow, a dirty toilet, and insect infested carpet. The fucking wall paper was peeling.

I was slowly backing out and Nick, Max, and Jamie all peeked in. Dead silence and then I jumped at the screech from Max. He leapt on the bed and I froze.

Oh god, somethings on my foot. Jamie looked down horrified and I slowly turned my head downwards.

Whats that black thing in my foot? Oh god no its....

"COCKROACH!!! GETTING IT OFFFF I SWEAR TO FUCKIN-" I ran around the room screaming and thrashing and jumping. I jumped on the bed Max was on and he screamed and pushed me off.

"OhmygodgetitthefuckoffitsspreadinggermsohmygodNick-!" I babbled widly and froze. A sharp sting stirred on my cheek as I stared at Nick. I saw an emotion flash before her eyes before she just pointed to the floor.

I saw this greenish lump and felt dizzy. It was the cockroach, smushed. By my foot. Its germs are on my foot... It fucking twitched!

Oh...my...god... Im so fucking done

I felt lightheaded and soon collapsed into darkness....

...

I heard murmuring echo in my ears and my head pounded. I could still feel the disgust.

"Shut the fuck upppp" I groaned and hissed when someone poked my hair.

"Not the hair!" I growled and heard a chuckle. Of course its Nick. Bastard.

I opened my eyes to see a slightly amused Nick and my two morons looking at me intimidated. I glared at them, and they backed off a little. Good. Fear me bitches..

I looked to my side and saw something, green? The memories flashed through my head and I shrieked.

Needless to say the next 30 minutes I tore up the room because of that disgusting beast smushed on the floor. Ughhhh, I hate that. Its nasty.

"NICK CLEAN IT THE FUCK UP I SWEAR TO-" I screeched and she sighed, and began to clean with a napkin.

Oddly I saw an indescribable emotion flash through her eyes when she looked up, feeling my stare. The room was deadly silent, and she looked away.

That wouldve been funny in any other situation, a killer afraid of a leer. Not this case though, my thoughts were going haywire.

She looked so familiar, and I have yet to see her hair. Its always been covered with a cap or beanie. This person freaking LOOOOVES dark colors. Ive never seen her wear freaking BLUE before or WHITE!

She just usually wears the same black jacket that goes to her butt, with a black beanie, and gray tennis shoes. She doesnt cover her eyes though. Thats my only lead.

DAMN I FEEL FEEL LIKE IM IN MEN IN BLACK! Im a damn detective except I focus on random strangers who kill people.

Coincidence? I THINK NOT! I need a monocle, cause this shit is like Sherlock Holmes.

...

Great, back on the road. I dont know where we are now. Its really dry though here. Like it looks like the border.

"Get down."

Nick looked very tense. She was white knuckling the steering wheel.

Out in the desertish distance I saw something that made my blood run cold. Black figures. I could tell I was white as a sheet, and we all got down except for Nick, who was hiding weapons in her clothing. She slipped a tiny knife in her sock and thats when I knew.

Shit's about to seriously go down.

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