"So you guys aren't with that weirdo?" the guys asked while he was letting us in.
"No, how many goddamn times do we have to tell you?" I raised my voice a little. Forgetting that someone is in my arms.
"Shh.. quiet down Lukas" Ethan shushed me, well deserved I guess.
We all go into this awkward silence for like, 30 seconds. Seriously, it was the worst thing ever at that time.
"So, uhm… what's with that bloodied up girl you got" the one with the pistol said.
"Don't tell you guys are trying to do some experiments on her" the introvert in the back added.
"No.. what?! We'll tell you in a minute, but could you tell us your names perchance?" Ethan exclaimed like a proper gentleman. "Oh.. sure!" both said in unison. "The names' Andrew. Andrew Anderson! I'm 17!" Andrew said with enthusiasm."And my name's Arthur Anderson.. I'm 12.." you know who sighed with boredom.
"So these guys are bothers.." I thought to myself with disdain. I asked them if they had a spare room, so I could let her sleep peacefully. They told me it was on the right.
That's when I got to get a real look around at the renovation skills these guys had. It was like stepping into a really cheap and shitty penthouse. The place looked super cozy, like if a man cave was the entire apartment.
"Damn your guys' decorating skills are top notch!" I complement Andrew, cause I know damn well Arthur didn't help with this one bit.
"Oh!.. don't thank me, Arthur did most of this!" Well shit.
I get to this nice and cozy room with a bunch of books, Andrew said it was Arthurs room, but fuck that cunt.
"Y-yo promise you guys are not going to do anything to me?" Maria trembled, still half asleep. I reassured her that we aren't like that and told her to go get some sleep.
"So, you guys are gonna finally tell us the deal with that young lady?" Andrew demands. "We didn't got all day!"
"Yeah.." went Arthur's one-liner.
"Well.. we don't know the full story, but we think that the girl sleeping in Arthur's room. Got. Molested." Ethan began with.
"Yeah, and we think that the same guy is doing this to many innocent people," I added.
Their faces wrinkled with disgust as they heard what possibly happened to Maria.
"Jesus.. You think that that's the same guy we see around?" Andrew asked.
Arthur just shrugs, but is now more interested.
"Maybe.." Ethan wondered.
"Damn.. I knew that guy was a freak, but that is just horrible!!" Andrew raised his voice a little, whilst his hands were trembling. Probably with rage and sadness.
"Do you guys know where this guy could've gone?" I ask the both of them. "Maybe he's hiding out somewhere not far from here".
"Nope, if he was we would've caught his ass by now" Arthur spoke up, now agitated as ever.
"Fuck.. well.. What do we do now?" I ask.
"I think that we should think this over tomorrow, it is getting dark after all" Andrew stated.
"Wait. We're just gonna let them stay here?!" Arthur questioned, now done with Andrew's bullshit.
"By the way.. I saw a section on top of the entrance where a sign would be, "Does this place have a name?" how the fuck did he think of that, what is he, Einstein?!
Andrew shows us to the guest room, conveniently across from Arthur's stolen room. We don't really have anything on us to unpacked, so we just sit there, bored out of our minds.
"Damn, this place is boooring. If you can't come up with something for us to do in the next minute, I'm whipping it out and masterbaiting in front of you" I think you can figure out who said that.
"I wouldn't mind.."
"The hell did you say?"
"Nothing.."
"Whatever"
It's now 7:00 pm,
I know because of the stingy ass alarm clock that looks like it's about to blow up. We both decide at this moment that it's time to go to sleep. Right as we're about to dose off, we hear a faint sobbing coming from where Maria's sleeping.
"Yo.. you hear that bro?" I whisper, trying not to wake up anybody else.
"No bro, go back to bed" Ethan says all groggy and shit. Then , he noticed too.
"I'm gonna go check up on her.." Ethan says.
"Lemme come with" I respond with.
We tip-toe our way over to her door and put our ears against the wall.
"*h-hic why am I so disgusting.." Maria sobbed quietly into her pillow.
"Am I-I really that filthy.." Maria continued.
We both look at each other with a mix of sadness and horror, Ethan let out a tear like the gay-boy he is, I would never.
"I wish I could just.. Disappear.." Maria started to get louder.
"Yo! You ok in there?" I ask as Ethan punched my arm, telling me to shut the fuck up.
"U-uhm.. Please don't c-come in right now.."
"That's not what I asked, are you okay?"
"Yeah. I-I'm fine, just a little shaken up"
I look at Ethan as he reluctantly gives me the ok. We then proceed to bust that bitch down and check on her.
"I-I told you not to come in here" Maria said with cuts all over her wrists.
That must've sent Ethan over the edge this time, 'cause he just started bawling his eyes out.
"Yo bro! You good?!" I ask while comforting him like we're some sort of gay couple.
"How are you not saddened by this?!" Ethan retorted.
"Y-you know I'm right here.." Maria said to no avail.
"You do realize that none of this is your fault, right?" Arthur came out of nowhere, leaning on the door thinking he doesn't look like a dork.
"Jesus Christ Arthur, why are you up so early" I say
"Don't you got school tomorrow boy" Ethan adds on with what looks like racist intent.
"Can't a man be a little worried for this little lady?"
We both look at each other knowingly.
"Aww.. does wittle man have a wittle cwush?.." Ethan teases him, as he flipped us off and finally goes to sleep like a good boy.
We look back to see Maria having a slight blush on her face. We get all giddy and shit. You know the feeling.
"Anyway.." I clear my throat, ready to take this seriously. "You can s- I mean.. Hear that their our people who care about you"
"Yeah nice save.." there goes Ethan's one-liner as he wipes away the snot and tears.
I dap him up, trying to make sure none of that gets on me.
"You know" Maria starts as she chuckles at us "you guys are n-not really good at comforting girls.. But thanks, I feel better"
"Oh my god!!" Ethan squeals, like the girly-boy he is.
"Glad you're feeling better, now go get some sleep" I say as I leave the room, Ethan following not close behind.
"Good night" Ethan whispers to her.
"You know man, if you were a girl you would be a great mother" I compliment him.
Ethan looks away with a little bit of sadness in his face. "T-thanks, bro" he says. "No problem!" I answer like a dumbass. This inter action will be very important later on.
We walk back to our room as the sleepiness kicks in. Ethan slouches over, having me catch him. Now having him resting his head on my shoulder. I holster him to the room, plop him on the bed, and then fall asleep before hitting the bed.
7:00 AM
As I wake up, it feels like I got my back blown out with that pain shouting up my spine. Seriously, I'm not kidding. It was that bad.
I go to wake up sleeping beauty over here. As I do though, I hear him mumbling something in his sleep. It sounded like something about being a disgrace to the family. Don't know what that's about but ok.
After about 5 minutes, I slapped him right across the face so he would wake the fuck up.
"*AH!!! What the hell was that about!" Ethan yelled.
"You took too long to wake up" I say while walking out of the room. Made sure to do it as nonchalantly as possible.
"Dickhead.."
"What 'chu say"
"Nothing"
"That's what I thought"
"Hey! Be quiet in there before I beat y'all asses!" Andrew shouted at us, setting us straight real quick. We run over into the kitchen area where he's over here making some French toast like we're his kids.
"Why are these guys still here?" Arthur asked while half asleep.
"Be nice lil' bro" Andrew scolded him.
I'm all giddy and shit 'cause I haven't had any good food, ever. So I scurry over to the little isle they have, and I've got to say, it was really well built. Good job Arthur I guess.
"Goddamn fatass" Ethan caught up with me, even though the isle was only 5 meters away.
"Sorry I'm not bulimic like you" I clapped back.
Andrew hits me on the back of my head, hurts a lot but I can thug it out. Then he sets out a plate with a SINGULAR piece of French toast for me, so you know that pissed me the hell off. Then I look over, and I see this twig gets three pieces. I was not about to take that chance.
"Why the hell does stick bug over here get three times as much?!" I say.
"Oh, I wonder why you fat fuck" Ethan shot back.
"Can y'all shut up" Arthur said all annoyed.
Maria walks into the room, all drowsy.
"H-hey could you guys keep it down a little" Maria said with a raspy voice. Which made Arthur look all flustered and shit.
"Calm down lil bro" I tease him "give her a minute
before you ask to get your dick sucked"
Ethan kicks my leg and glares at me. Deserved I guess. Arthur goes to sit down right next to Ethan
Andrew gives him a half of a slide of French toast, and guess what he said.. HE DIDN'T WANT IT! So I walked over to his plate, snatched that shit, and ate it in front of him.
"Aye big boy, that wasn't meant for you" I don't know why Ethan's bitch ass is still talking.
"Settle down you guys, we don't want to disturb the young lady over there" Andrew said while pointing at her.
"No, I-it's alright, I don't mind.." Maria stated while clearly uncomfortable.
"You want some of my French toast?" Ethan asked.
"I'm okay, t-thanks" I could tell that was a lie.
Arthur then gets up, steals his French toast back from me,
walks over to Maria, and puts the slice in her mouth.
"Eat." Arthur demands.
Maria instinctively macks that piece up like it was nothing, probably the first real food she's had in a long time. I know the feeling.
Arthur guides her over to the couch. By the way, don't ask me how she navigated to the kitchen, I'm guessing it's because of the smell or something. She sits down with some food that didn't make it in Arthur casually takes out a fucking towel, and wipes her face. God dammit, this little kid got more game than me.
We all gather around her in a circle, with me and Arthur on the couch, and Ethan standing with Andrew. Finally, with Maria sitting right next to Arthur. To the untrained eye. It probably looked like an intervention.
"So uhm.." I clear my throat "how much do you know about your attacker?"
Maria frowns a little.
"The most I-I know is that he's o-old and has a scar on his e-eye"
"Wait.. aren't you blind or something" Andrew asks.
"I have c-cataracts, and my dad told him that the s-scar looked badass" Maria responded.
"So no name.. Or?" I ask impatiently.
"My d-dad mentioned something about the Boateng family" we all chuckle a little bit, that might be a little racist I don't know.
"Any of you guys smart enough to go sniff him out?" Ethan asked.
We all shake our heads. What makes you think any of us know how to even change a light bulb, let alone find someone from just a name and some general details.
"Isn't that family like, super wealthy and well known?" Arthur said. "Cause if they are, we might have to take the loss and move on"
"No way in hell lil bro, we gotta avenge her somewhat!"
"Oh yeah, and get our shit blown clean off. You guys can go have fun with that, I'll just stay here and make sure she's okay"
"Whatever so say.. Do any of you guys have a phone?" I ask.
"Yeah, right here" Ethan pulls out a crazy phone, the most I've seen is an iPhone 5.
"Woah rich boy, I didn't know you had motion" Andrew dick road Ethan.
"Aight sweet, just gotta search up where the Boateng family lives, and then beat the shit out of everyone there" I concluded with.
"I'm telling you. Someone's dying if you pull this bullshit" Arthur knowingly pleads with us.
"Screw you, we don't care" I say as I flip him off and bolt out the big ass door, having Ethan and Andrew not far behind.
We.. Probably should've listened to him when we had the chance..