Barely Legal

Sé - Groped In My Sleep!

Kayleighs POV

I groaned in pain as I clutched the side of my throbbing head. When I opened my eyes to kill the guy that decided to knock me out while I was trying to get laid but instead was met with complete darkness.

The fuck?

It was only when I went flying up into the air and hit my face against the ceiling of this thing that I pieced it to be in a boot.

A boot of a car. How creative.

My hands swiftly flew down to the waist of my jeans. I searched all over but the bastard took away my weapons.

"Fuck" I hissed. My eyes widened as I smirked and reached into my bra to get the small pocket knife but remained defeated again.

The son of a bitch felt me up and I wasn't even awake to get turned on!

I glared at the top of the boot in disgust. When I get out of this thing I'm gonna kill whoever the fuck did this and go back to Alec-

Wait. I'm free from Alec.

Oh shit. But that means he's gonna go on a killing spree if I don't get back there NOW.

Freedom or innocent lives.

Hmmm-

I cut my trail of thoughts when we pulled to a stop. Not long after I heard the engine of another car pull up right beside me, followed by the screeches of a tyre that ended in an-

"Ow"

What the fuck was that?

I giggled at how weak and innocent the voice sounded.

It sounded like a cat meowing.

Before I knew it I was in a full fit of laughter and I couldn't stop. I didn't even notice the smell of fresh air when the car boot opened as I continued clutching my stomach and pissing myself laughing.

"Did she take drugs before she came here?" One familiar voice whispered.

"I hope so, or else she's just naturally insane" Another one whispered.

I sat in the boot as my laughter died down and I tried to make sense of my vision while wiping the tears away so I could get a better chance of killing the on the first shot.

When I find my gun of course.

I took one last deep but kept the grin on my face while I opened my eyes to see-

"Nuh, uh, send me back" I said while lying back down in the boot and closing my eyes. One of them groaned and oh so graciously flung me over their back like a sack of potatoes. My eyes widened.

"I thought we went over this, just because I'm Irish doesn't mean you get to treat me like a sack of potatoes" I hissed while slapping Cameron back.

"How lovely of you to remember that Kay-Kay" He sang and I slapped his back again.

"Just put me down and I'll walk, I don't like people staring at my ass, I usually make them pay for that" I mumbled but he obeyed nevertheless. I huffed and brushed the none existent dust off my shorts and bomber jacket.