the captured red hibiscus flower (editing)

more pain down memory lane

Seriously what is with Larry and his country alter ego??

         I glared at Larry when he grabbed the small chain on my cuffs to make sure wouldn’t run again, and then he got off me. With his free hand he patted my head "stay here doggy"

I bit his hand as he pulled his hand away from my head. I released his filthy hand from my mouth. "I am not a DOG!"

        Larry growled in pain. And he calls me the dog. He growls like one. A smug smile formed on my face as Larry kissed his hand to ease the pain. "MARGRET!! TIE THE BOY UP!" Margret quickly did as she was told. She tied James’ hands together then she tied his ankles together. James fought against her but it was pointless the second his hands were behind his back she had all control.

         While Larry was distracted I kicked him in his shin, he feel forwards and I slipped out of his hold and booked it as fast as I could. Unfortunately Margret was alert and tackled me down before cuffing my hands behind my back before I could escape. She tossed me over her shoulder and then threw me into the trunk of their car. A few moments later I heard shuffling around the car and then the trunk opened and I was temporally blinded by the sun.

        Soon I could see again when Margret’s body came into view she blocked my view of the blazing sun. I looked closely to see Margret had someone draped limply over her shoulders. It quickly registered in my brain that it was James draped over her shoulder. Margret then tossed James into the trunk with me. I stared at James who was currently knocked out. well i hope he was only knocked out and not injured or i gasped or dead!

        i pressed my head against his chest to check for a pulse. i sighed in relief when i felt his pulse. Suddenly I heard the engine turn over. And the car started up, James and I rolled around the car’s trunk with the movement of the car.

Bump.

We roll into the back of the car.

Bump.

James rolls over me.

Sharp turn,

we roll to the left.

Bump.

Suddenly I felt the car roll to a stop.

         And shortly after the trunk was being opened. I squinted my eyes to avoid the bright sun and to see who opened the trunk, it was Larry and he wore a smirk. "Get out!" I scoffed and stepped out of the trunk. I was going to run but Larry quickly grabbed the chain on my handcuffs, as he smacked tape over my mouth and threw me over his shoulder I kicked him and fought against him as he carried me against my will into the house.

         Even though I was being carried to my doom I was worried about James. Larry carried me back down into the cellar and tied me to the stupid chair. Then he proceeded to laugh at me "oh poor, poor Lexi, so stupid and naïve, trying to run away ha you should know better than to think you could escape me haha fat chance, anyways your probably wondering about your pwince chwarming"

I glared at Larry as he read my mind Larry smirked "as we speak Margret is setting up a camera in the attic, you remember the attic don’t you?"

I scoffed "well anyways we will put your prince charming in the attic and pointed a camera at you so you can see each other. On this big screen TV" when did that shiny TV move into this dump? If I was that TV I wouldn’t want to be here.

        I realized Larry was still talking so I stopped to listen "muhahahahahaha" wait did I miss something besides Larry’s amazing laugh (note the sarcasm). Two minutes of silence passed before Margret's bright blonde hair appeared on the screen, I snickered she doesn’t know how to control the zoom.