I quickly ran out of the room and dashed to the cupboard. I stood there pondering whether or not I should open the door of doom.
Beth owes me big time; I thought as I held my breath and opened the door.
I want to cry. Of course the saw is hanging behind Vomit Boy. I quickly darted my hand into the cupboard of doom as then my cell phone rang. I growled angrily and reach for my phone—still aiming for the hand saw. I looked down at the caller ID and saw it was my brother Owen… shit.
I pressed answer, “Why hello my dearest brother.” I addressed as my other had clenched around the grip of the saw.
“Where the hell are you?” He semi-shouted as I retracted the tool, “I thought you were staying the night at Beths’.”
“Uh—I am.” I replied as Vomit Boy groaned. I placed my hand over the bottom of the phone and kicked the door shut while taking a breath.
“Well Daniel just stopped by her house and neither of you were there.”
Of course he sends Daniel, the honour twin. At least when Ben is told to check up on me, he lies—he can’t be bothered getting into things. That’s why he’s my favourite. “We went out for breakfast.”
“Where?” he asked as I walked towards Beths door.
“I feel like I’m under interrogation,” I laughed. “Listen Owen… we’ve just gone to breakfast and then we’ll be at school.” I said as I came into the room and held the hand saw in front of me—Beths eyes widened. “You know you can trust me.”
He let out a soft chuckle as Beth whimpered. “I know you girls wouldn’t do anything crazy.”
Oh the irony. I placed the sharp blade upon the wood and started to saw, “You just worry too much, I’ll see you when I get home. Love you.”
“Love you too.”
I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed, “Are you sure this is safe?” she asked.
“I never said this would be safe.”
Her jaw dropped, “What if you saw my hand off?”
“Teaches you not to be a whore,” I shrugged. “Now stay still.”
Beth shut her eyes tight as I pulled the blade back and forth slowly, watching as miniature woodchips fell gracefully on the white sheets. I was almost done, but then we heard another groan coming from under the blankets. “Is that lover boy?” I laughed as he came up from under the sheets. He rubbed his eyes and looked at us.
“Beth…” he muttered as he looked to me. Fuck its Oliver, he’s a good friend of Ben’s!
Hopefully… he won’t recognize me… “Holy shit—Mia, is that you?”
“Nope!” I shouted as I punched his face, causing him to fall back into a deep slumber.
“What the hell did you do that for?” Beth shouted as I continued to work on getting her out of the cuffs.
“You hooked up with a friend of Bens’ you idiot!”
She rolled her eyes in annoyance and rested her head against the wall, “Of course I did… what if Ben finds out?”
I snorted… well that didn’t sound attractive. “He’ll probably laugh. My brothers still believe we’re the same people in middle school.”
“Idiots…” she laughed as I gave her a look.
“Says the one in cuffs.”
And just at that moment, the wood finally snapped and she was free! Kind of…
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HumorMia Bruce and Beth Foster have been best friends since childhood. At a young age, Mia suffered the loss of her parents due to a terrible crime, to which this day she still doesn't understand. Mia has been brought up by her three over protective brot...
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