i woke up to a bunch of people, yelling at the top of their lungs. i groaned, and placed my pillow on top of my head.
"before you psychos kidnap me, can i take a shower or something?? maybe gargle some mouthwash, at least?"
i really didn't want to smell awful on my birthday.
"come on, peaches." holden picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder.
better luck next time, i guess.
"you guys are absolutely nuts, i love it. uh, where are we going?" i kicked my legs a little bit, so holden would put me down. sadly, he didn't.
everybody started walking down the hallway, and down the stairs. holden held me with both of his hands to make sure that i didn't fall down.
"is anybody gonna tell me where we're going? why didn't you guys let me change my clothes?" i was wearing one of bailey's old sweatshirts. thankfully, it covered my ass and my honey pot– well it did, up until holden bent me over.
"you know i want to tell you, but it's supposed to be a surprise!" braxton shot me a sympathetic look before turning around.
i honestly couldn't wait to see what they had planned.
**
i had been blindfolded by ginger, so i had no idea what the hell was going on. the car ride was going smoothly, until holden made a crazy u-turn. he pulled to the side of the road, and unbuckled his seatbelt.
"we have to postpone the surprise, we need to get you home. will someone please take off her blindfold?!"
my blindfold was now gone, but i still had no idea what the hell was going on.
"wait, what's wrong? what happened?" i couldn't help but panic, my heart was pounding.
"first, we need to take you somewhere safe. anywhere but your house." holden made sure that all of the car doors were locked, before continuing.
i didn't even know what was going on, but tears were spilling down my cheeks.
holden turned to face me. "we were going to take you to your favorite breakfast place, you know. the one with the amazing crepes– anyways, all of our parents were there waiting for us. the giant tv at the café was turned to the local news, and... they saw bailey."
it was getting so hard for me to breathe. what did he do? is he okay? what am i supposed to do?
ginger wrapped her arms around me, and hugged me tight.
"it was labeled as 'breaking news'. i'm not very clear on the details, but... my mom said that he robbed a local bank, and turned it into a hostage situation. he... he killed people, and somehow... he escaped. he spray painted 'i love you masen' on the walls. my best guess is that he's trying to get to you. none of us want you to get killed, assaulted, or kidnapped. we need to get you somewhere safe, right now."
**
a/n: poor masen deserves better than this. i promise that things will get better for her.
