User blog:SinnerOfRandomness/Enjoy Your Stay (Ch.6)

''Sooo you guys decided you wanted another chapter so here it is! This chapter is short, so if I would have waited until Friday to post it, there would have been two chapters on Friday. So anyway, just a spoiler here, next Friday is one of the, if not the most important chapter of EYS. So...yeah.''

Please enjoy.

PS, I got the new font to work XD









Chapter Six

Willow’s P.O.V.

April 17, 2013 18 years young 10:58



I don’t know what’s going on. Fabian took Amber outside into the hallway, then he took Nina, then they all came back, angry. I’m so confused. Amber just stormed into the kitchen.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“What’s going on?” I finally asked. Fabian threw himself onto the leather couch, looking agitated.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Nothing.” Nina shrugged sitting back down in her seat and the table.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“No.” Fabian said standing up.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“It’s not <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">nothing <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Well it’s <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">our <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> business.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Didn’t consider that when you accused Amber, yeah?”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Nina rolled her eyes.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“You know she pulled a gun on me last night.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Yeah. And the apocalypse is over!!” Fabian said sarcastically.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Woah, woah, woah. She did what?” Eddie said slowly getting up from his seat.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“She did! When I asked her about...Fabian and I’s problem, she got all defensive and pulled a gun on me!” Nina whined to Eddie. Eddie gave her a confused look and walked into the kitchen. The rest of us got up and followed. When we got in there, Amber was staring out the window.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Did you pull a gun on Nina last night?” Eddie asked.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“You might wanna look out the window, Eddie.” Amber said, not looking away from the window.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Don’t change the subject.” Eddie hissed. Amber sighed and turned around.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“YES I DID BECAUSE SHE’S A STUPID BITCH AND SHE NEEDS TO BE SCARED STRAIGHT NOW LOOK OUT THE GODDAMN WINDOW!!!” Amber screamed. Eddie jumped. He blinked then walked over to the window. Amber, with annoyance, moved out of the way.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Shit.” Eddie hissed under his breath. Nina looked like she was gonna shoot Amber in the pelvis like Fabian threatened K.T. Eddie walked away from the window.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Grab your weapons. We have some uninvited guests.” Eddie said. We all ran to the weapons room. I grabbed my ax and ran back out.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Okay, Willow, can you stall them? They’re coming from the back so you’ll have to go to the back door. Keep your ax on your back unless they do something stupid. Okay?” Eddie said. I nodded and put my ax on my back and then ran as fast as I could to the back door.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“OPEN UP DICKHEADS.” A husky voice roared. I opened the door only a little bit, enough so that I could get through.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“We said we wanted to get <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">in <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">. We don’t want a little girl coming <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">out <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">.” The same dude who yelled said.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“One, I’m eighteen. Two, you’re not getting in. Three, I’m tougher than I look.” I hissed closing the door with my back.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“How much tougher, fairy princess?” Another guy said. He looked like a fucking stick.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Tougher than <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">you <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">. I’m very small and I have more meat than you.” I snapped.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Nobody’s tougher than me.” He said. I rolled my eyes.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“I’m not afraid to take my ax and chop you into two by fours.” I snapped.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“I mean, that’s what axes are for, yeah? Chopping wood? And you’re a <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">stick <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">, so.” I added. He stepped back.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Enough with the threats. Just let us in, Ginger.” The guy from before said. There was three guys. The two were huge and muscular, covered in piercings and tattoos. Their clothes were all ripped. As for stick, he looked like he didn’t have a scratch on him. No tattoos or piercings or ripped up clothes. Wimp.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Call me Ginger again and I’ll chop you up too. I’m not letting you in so go. No. Wait. Why do you want to get in so badly?” I asked.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“I’m looking for my sister.” The other muscular guy said. He had light brown skin, but his beefy arms were covered in sleeve tattoos.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“What’s her name” I asked. I doubt he’ll find her here.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Kara. She prefers K.T though.” He said. They’re looking for our other intruder. Maybe she ran away from this group. Maybe this is her <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">real <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> group.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Um, hold on. You can’t come in yet, just wait.” I said. Stick rolled his eyes impatiently.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I squeezed through the door again and called for Eddie. He came running.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“What?!” He said, panicked.

<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">“They want K.T.”

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