No Strings Attached

Dead Or Alive

Thursday 3:00pm:

Kamelia and Victor stare at the wall, shaking their heads, and look in disappointment. "Why did she do that?", Victor asks as he tries to rub Kamelia's back to comfort her. Kamelia sighs and looks up into his eyes. "We were supposed to make a potato battery but she insisted on a bomb..but now she's gone." Victor gasps in shock. "Why in the hell would you two want to do that dumb ass shit? What's next? Your gonna change your name and move to a new fucking country...Kamelia I wish you would find yo chill." Kamelia jumps up and looks at Victor in disgust. "What the fuck do you mean you wish I would find my motherfucking chill! I committed murder, I lied to police, I ran away to get away from it all but now I gotta deal with your shit and explain to Daria's parents on how her crazy ass dead." "So no, I won't find my chill instead i'm gonna go with my plan." Victor raises an eyebrow. "Which is?" Kamelia grabs Victor's face. "Don't worry about it." Kamelia goes into the restroom with her suitcase and turns on the shower-head. She grabs a black crop-top, black ripped jeans, black vans and scissors. She puts on the clothing and stares at herself in the mirror. "This is a new beginning, no more trying to fit in, no more being the nice girl everybody knows, I've been pushed around for too long." She starts to cut her long brown hair into a curly bob. She applies make-up onto her face making herself look like a whole new person. She walks out the restroom and poses for Victor. "So, how's this for finding my chill?" Victor looks up and stares in awe. "Damn baby you looking mighty fine...You make it hard to control myself around you when you look so gorgeous like that." She walks up to him and sits in his lap, staring into his eyes. "I know but now's not the time to get distracted." She pulls out a leather jacket and a black cap out of her suitcase, and throws it to him. "Here put this on." He asks no questions and puts it on. They walk out and head to Kamelia's car. They see a black figure running towards them and they get in the car. "What the fuck is that?", Kamelia asks as she puts on her seat belt. The dark figure arrives to the parking lot screaming after them. "BITCH! SO YOU JUST LEFT ME AND HAD THEM MOTHERFUCKERS GRAB ME WHAT KIND OF FRIEND ARE YOU!" Kamelia notices the sound of the voice. "I know damn well that's not Daria we just saw her die." Victor gets out and looks. "Hell yeah that's her...all burnt up and shit like some barbecue." Daria pats herself off trying to get the soot off of her clothes. "So you two never heard of checking for a fucking pulse?" Victor and Kamelia look at each other. "Girl we just saw you die. Explain to me how the fuck did you survive that shit." Daria looks at them and puts her hand on her face. "Have you ever heard? You can never kill a bad bitch." She flips her braids as she makes her statement.  All of them get into the car and drive off from the motel parking lot.

[Sorry it took me nearly a year to finish this chapter i lost time to do this story but due to encouragement i'm going to finish this]