Wanted

Chapter Five

Five minutes later, we were at Rachel's. Alex got out and walked up to her door and knocked. Rachel's parents are never home. Thats kind of how she is such a slut without her parents finding out. Alex stays with her when hes home from training to make sure she doesnt get into trouble.

"It's going to be fine, baby. You know we'll take care of you," Dylan said as he grabbed my hand. "I know. I also know how much you missed me," I said as I leaned in for a kiss.

"Hey, fuckers!" Rachel said as she and Alex got in. "Way to ruin the moment, asshole," Dylan joked. "Well shit. My bad," Rachel said as she leaned up to kiss Dylan on the cheek. "Whatever. Anyways, B has something to tell you," Dylan said as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "You told them, didn't you?" Rachel asked me. "Yeah," I said.

"Well shit. By the way you guys are acting, that didnt go over well," she said worriedly. Yeah no but we can all camp out at my house. We can go into the basement and we can all hide out there. Theres a couple bedrooms down there or we can just crash in the living room," I said.

"Okay. Let me go get some clothes," Rachel said as she hopped out of the truck. "I'm coming with you because I need clothes too," Dylan said as he followed. "Fine. Race ya!" Rachel said as she started running towards the house. Dylan and Rachel raced up to the house and went inside. Dylan got to the front door, first.

"So we are all staying at your house until this blows over?" Alex asked as he lit a cigarette. "Unless you don't want to," I replied as I lit mine. "I was gonna go see my parents in Wichita for a couple days. To you know let them know Im still alive, Alex said through smoke. "Does Rachel know?" I said. "Yeah, she wants to come with," Alex said as he put his out. Good. It will be good for her to get away for a couple of days, I said.

Yeah. It will, he said. "Okay. Let's go," Dylan said as him and Rachel got in and I flicked my cigarette out the window.  Guys! I said no smoking in here! Dylan complained as we pulled out of the driveway.

I aint sorry. I aint sorry, Alex laughed. What are you now? Beyoncé? Dylan asked. Oh! You know it, brother, Alex said through gasping for air and laughing.

We pulled up to McDonald's drive-thru twenty minutes later. "What do you guys want to eat?" Dylan asked. "I want a large fry and a Oreo McFlurry," I said. Same, Rachel said. Im good, brother, Alex said.

Welcome to McDonald's. How may I take your order?" the drive thru person asked. "I would like a Big Mac, two large fries, a large water, and two Oreo McFlurries," Dylan replied. "Okay. I have a Big Mac, two large fries, a large water, and two Oreo McFlurries. Anything else?" the person asked. "Nope. That's all," Dylan laughed. "Twenty one fifty," she said.

After we got our food, we headed back to my house. "Okay. Rachel and I are going to go inside and Ill unlock the backdoor when we get there," I said as Rachel and I slid out of the truck. "Well be back there in five," Dylan said through a mouth full of food. "God, you're so gross," Rachel squealed. "You love me," Dylan said through another mouth full of food.  I closed the door, walked up to the house, and went inside.