You need some Holy water

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"Oh come on!" Mars whines but I stay seated on the cardboard while the twins fight on whatever subject they've landed on.

"Give up already, hoe" I add in the insult randomly, even I'm not sure why.

"I'm offended," he said

"I'm sorry you where offended when I called you a hoe, though you didn't tell me it was a secret in the first place" I said, I've already reinforced my walls, and I'm determined not to let mars in, but with this rate I know I'm going to fail.

Ha, you know when you do something you know you'll regret?

"I'm done playing nice cop, time to get out the big guns" Mars looks at me, Smirking Evilly

And with that, he scoops me in his hands.

And I kick him where the sun never shines.

"OUCH!" He yells, dropping me back onto the cardboard

I watch him wither in agony for... I don't know, I didn't count how long.

And then he stands back up, grimacing slightly, but he looked ready for revenge.

"Get up, and let me treat you and the twins" he orders, I'm not sure where he's going with this, so I just retort the first retort I could think of.

"Darling, If I was meant to be controlled I would've come with a remote."

He smirks "Well, you asked for it"

And he takes off his shirt. "If you don't come with me right now, I'm going to strip naked"

I close my eyes and hum, trying not to let any images form in my dirty mind.

"Uh-uh-uh" he tries to force open my eyes, but it leads me to put my hands over them.

And then he scoops me back into his arms.

That stupid evil genius!

He just lowered my defenses!

I had half a mind to scream help, but who's going to believe that this shirtless boy is kidnapping me?

I start trashing in his arms, trying to desperately make an escape, but for all the good that it does I might as well wrestle an Elephant.

He starts walking, and I could hear the twins footsteps behind us, five thoughts are racing through my mind:

1/ Can't he put on a shirt?

2/ how long does this guy work out?

3/ Where are we going?

4/ will the place we're going to force him to put on a shirt?

5/ do I want him to put on one?

Why are all my thoughts on this shirt and not on how the twins betrayed me and ket Mars take me?

I don't dare open my eyes, I will not allow myself to check him out, so I'll stay blind for a little longer.

"Are you asleep?" He Asks

I mentally roll my eyes. "Yes" I reply

What? I wanted to start a conversation- Well no, fight.

"Put me down" I command when he doesn't reply.

"But you seem so comfortable" He Answers, his eyes had this weird emotion in them-

No.

I start thrashing again.

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