The Threat Of Fear

chapter 2

        "Can you give me a description of your attacker please ma'am?" the officer asked.

"I can do you one better. I can give you his name, where he lives, where he works, and his number." I whimpered. "His name is Peter Oscarem. He lives on rosemary street, house 4503. He works at the gym off of heath road. His number is 206-569-5829."

I leaned my head against the wall of the ambulance.

"Thank you," he nodded. "That is very helpful, ma'am. I will go send someone over there right now to pick him up. Would you like someone to ride with you to the hospital?"

"Yes, please," I answered quietly, closing my eyes to try and hold back even more tears. "Nick, my friend who was with me, please."

"Of course," the officer nodded. "I'll go tell them now. I really hope you get better as soon as possible."

"Thank you," I whispered, tears starting to fall out of my eyes once more.

        My eye's groggily opened when I heard my door move and feet shuffle in.

"Hey, sweets," Nick whispered.

"Hey," I yawned, sitting up and stretching my arms. "What's up?"

"It's ten o'clock," he responded.

"Oh," I mumbled. "Already?"

"Afraid so," Nick answered. "You might want to start getting ready. You just have to get dressed and put some last minute stuff in your suitcase if you have any. We're going to go get donuts and picking up my big brother on the way to the donut place."

I nodded in response, throwing my clean, non-glitter infested sheet's off of me and placing my feet on the ground.

"You have about thirty or so minutes to get dressed and whatnot," he said, walking back to the opened door. "Don't fall back to sleep."

"I won't." I sighed as Nick shut the door behind him.

I stayed sitting on the bed for a few minutes, trying to wake up and get enough motivation to leave the bed. Once I did so, I went to the bathroom.

After I finished up with that, I splashed my face with cold water to help wake me up more than I dried my face with a hand towel.

I already have everything I need for the trip packed up, so I just need to get dressed. I should probably go with something comfortable since we're going to be in a car for most of the day.

I'll just throw on my sweatpants and the light grey sweatshirt that I recently took from Shade a few weeks ago.

That should be it.

I grabbed my purse, putting my phone and book in it and leaving the room.

I think I have about five more minutes left before we leave. Perfect.

        "You sure do like wearing my old sweatshirts, huh?" Shade chuckled.

I hummed in response.

I love wearing them, they're comfortable and they smell nice.

"Shade," Nick said, looking at us through the rearview mirror.

Neither of them was saying anything, but it still seemed as though they were communicating with each other.

I sighed.

Twins.

"Okay, I got the donuts," Alic said, climbing into the passenger seat of the car, causing the twins to break eye contact with each other. "I also got us some drinks too."

"Why do you have four boxes?!" Nick exclaimed.

"One box for each of us," Alic replied. "Obviously. It's so we can have something sugary to munch on while we're stuck in the car."

"Didn't we get a bunch of snacks for the road trip?" I asked.

"Yeah," Alic said. "But, donuts."

"Can't argue with that logic." Shade chuckled.

"Let's just go." Nick sighed, starting the car up and driving out of the parking lot.

While Nick was driving, Alic gave Shade and I a box and a drink before handing Nick a donut from a different box. He took a donut from the box that hasn't been touched yet and started eating that one.

"I still can't believe you got four whole boxes of donuts," Nick grumbled. "How did you even think of getting four boxes?"

Alic shrugged in response.

"Whatever the reason was," Shade said, taking another bite of a donut. "I don't care. It was a genius reason."

        "How much longer until we stop somewhere?" Nick asked.

Nick and Alic switched places about two hours ago, I believe.

"Do you think there ever going to tell us where we're going?" I whispered to Shade.

"Probably not, knowing them," Shade responded. "All I know is something that's going to happen wherever we're going."

"Same." I grinned.

"I bet I know more of what's happening than you." Shade taunted playfully.

"Probably," I shrugged. "I just know the one thing and the fact that we're going somewhere cold."

"Well, that's a given." he hummed. "Besides the fact that it's snowing outside the car, they told us to bring heavy jackets and cold weather clothing."

"Well, I would hope that it's snowing outside." I huffed. "I would hate for it to be snowing inside the car. That would be terrible."

"You know what I meant, Rach." Shade murmured.

I stuck my tongue out at him in response.