(Sequel to Two Gangs and a Golden Girl)
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"If you even think about touching me, I will literally rip off your arm," I growl when Xavier prowls closer. He doesn't stop. His poison green eyes drill into mine.
"I will have you, Marigold, and we will...
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A/N: I see some of y'all missing the Goldy count ;) So here's a few more goldies for y'all to count.
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Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead, Goldy is not dead.
I tell myself this over and over whenever my heart literally stops at how still, pale and quiet Goldy is. I have to convince myself she's somehow breathing, even if it doesn't look like it.
"Okay, but seriously! How do we know she's actually alive and we're not literally carrying her corpse around?" I ask.
"Man Candy, can ye shut up?" Nessa asks from across.
We're all sitting in my limo with Tony driving, because we need to travel Goldy. I was still feeling fine after Goldy passed out, but after we stopped by a friend of Xaviers - a weird brunette girl that kept looking at me like she knew something, things changed. The blood and gore behind Goldy's head is so realistic.
Happy place, Owen, I tell myself.
I picture my family and how they'd react to seeing me again after a year. Kelly will be celebrating another Christmas without me soon and I hate mailing her gifts instead of watching her dark brown eyes light up in front of me. Dad will probably be ashamed at how little I've practiced my boxing skills. Even though Dad is in a wheelchair, he still manages to look down at me sometimes. I still love the man though. And mom... I think I've forgotten the smell of her perfume she always wears.
"Let's replace mom's perfume with a stinky smell!" Kelly would suggest when she's feeling mischievous.
"We can't do that to her," I'd laugh.
"Oh come on! I'll do anything, Owy!" she'd beg.
This was the part I'd always strike a deal. "Fine, but... if mom finds out, you take the blame."
"Of course!"
One day later when mom would ask who swapped her perfume with toilet water, Kelly's finger would point at me in a flash.
