Mission: Derrick Wells ✔️

Memoriesfrom the past

Cold water was dumped on me, making me curse and jerk up to a sitting position. "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?! GIVE ME HYPOTHERMIA?" I screamed and turned to find the culprit behind it all and found three.

Thomas, Jake, and Derrick all stood, well not quite, they were crouched over or on the floor laughing so hard, one would think they were having a seizures. Derrick was leaning against a wall, laughing so hard it scared me. I hadn't seen him crack a real smile ever until now, and the fact that it was because I got ice water dumped on me didn't make any of this ok or better at all.

I jumped off the bed, but no one noticed until I was infront of Derrick that he looked at me with a goofy grin. If I wasn't as upset as I was, I would have laughed at his face when he noticed I wasn't amused at all.

Slapping his face, it actually made me feel better. He looked stunned and confused for a second but I didn't stick around. I was out the door and found it easy to find an exit. As soon as I was out the door, I began sprinting, knowing fully well the guys heard the door slam amd were probably heading for me.

Instead of going straight the entire time, to mix it up, I was making random turns and soon I was in a town square. I admit, locking me away in a house surrounded by trees with a town not too far away was smart, but I was still being held there against my will.

I ran to a small dress boutique and found it empty except for the cashier. She was an older lady and looked a little familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. She looked startled at first, but then offered a smile and said with a kind tone, "Hello, Can I help you with something? A specific type of dress? Color?" she seemed eager to help me but I wasn't after a dress, I was after a way out of here.

"No, I'm in danger and need to get away from here quickly. Do you know the quickest and least noticable way away from here?" I asked.

She looked at me before realization struck her eyes, confusing me. "Oh my, I'm sorry, Derrick said I couldn't let you leave and I'm sure he's on his way here." she whispered.

"Why are you whispering? And why are you listening to him? He kidnapped me." I whispered back.

"Because he has microphones all over the place as well as camras. He knows already where you are. Might as well go back." she said.

"No!" I shouted making her jump from my outburst. "No! I'm not going back to that creep! He's a self, cocky, assbutt who doesn't care how I feel or what I think let alone how I'll be affected by all this, just as long as he gets his brother back! He doesn't care that this all remind me and brings back horrible memories from a time in my past; he doesn't care if I could die by helping him! Heck! I could die just by what I told him! But he doesn't care! So I am not going back to him!" I shouted.

She stared at me for a good while before giving me an apologetic look. "I'm sorry but he's just down the street and on his way." She went back behind the counter and offered a smile, "Tell him that by helping, you put yourself in danger. If he still wants you to do it, I'll help you." she offered, and the thought of having someone on my side made me smile.

A few moments later; Derrick, Thomas, and Jake came in, Derrick not looking too happy. On instinct, I began to back up from the look Derrick was giving me. Thomas tried slowing him down but failed.

The lady came to my side, putting an arm around my shoulders and gave Derrick a stern look. "You lay one harmful finger on this girl and I'll have your head, ya hear me?" she scowled.

This made Derrick stop and look at the woman next to me. "Yes, mom." he muttered and took my arm, dragging me away from the woman.

I looked back at her as she just nodded and smiled. So much for her help...