Berlin's P.O.V
I watch as Frost leaves the room, what the crap did I do wrong this time? I thought everyone likes a good scare. Guess not.
I follow Frost into the hallway, only to see her go into the bathroom again.
What is so special about the bathroom?
I sigh walking into the other room with the girls in it. "Frost hates me." I say sitting down in a chair rather hardly.
"Well don't mean to be rude, but yeah she does." Morgan says, only to be slapped in the arm by Tatum. "What it's only the truth." She shrugges before patting my arm and saying, "Good luck." She then leaves the room.
"Ug, how do you make her not hate you?" I ask looking at Kaleah.
"I don't know. I've only ever been on her good side until now, so looks like were both screwed. May we have a peaceful death after we are ripped to buts by Frost." Kaleah raises her water bottle in the air, which gets Tatum to follow, they tap eachothers drinks before taking a long swing at them.
"You are not helping." I say standing to go look out a window. Mentally thinking of the things I have to do once we get home...
One: get Frost to come home with us.
Two: try not to get killed by the she devil Frost.
Three: get Frost not to hate me.
Four: figure out why the girls wanted to runaway in the first place.
Five: pick up more milk from the store.
Yep. That seems about right.
"Don't take her not liking you to heart, she doesn't really like anyone." Kaleah says walking over to stand next to me.
"It's not that, it's just I thought she would want my help, and she doesn't." My gaze locks with the world outside. We were definitely in California. "Were almost here. Someone get Frost." I say turning to face Kaleah, her eyes look sad, but she nods none the less.
I follow her out the door, Tatum staying behind. She said something about not wanting to be there when Frost had to get off the plane. I don't know, seemed like she was trying to warn us or something... Frost couldn't be that bad, could she?
"Come on, I'm not doing this alone. If I do I'm probably going to die slowly, at least with you here I'll die last." She smiles and pats my cheek walking twards the locked bathroom
She looks back at me, jerking her head at the door to the room. I sigh, "There is no way I'm asking her to come out. She flippin hates me!" I wisper - yell.
"I don't hate you, but I'm basically very close to it." Frost's muffled voice says from the other side of the door.
"Well if you dont hate me, then can you come out?" I ask shrugging to Kaleah. Kaleah rolls her eyes at my attempt.
"No."
"Frost I will break open this room, and the strip you naked and leave you on the streets if you dont get out of here right now." Kaleah shouts at the still closed door.
What the crap is wrong with these girls, and what have I gotten my self into?
"I'd like to see you try." Is the only response that Frost gives.
"Do not break open the door." I say digging into my pocket for a pair of keys. "I can just unlock it with keys, like a civil person." I stick the key into the door and turn it.
"Who said I was civil?" Kaleah mutters under her breath.
I look into the bathroom where Frost is holding a bar of soap like a weapon.
"Get out or I will throw this at you." She comanded us, wait shes going to threaten us with soap..?
Kaleah stepped into the small room, only to get a bar of soap thrown at her face.
"There goes your only weapon. Your dead Frost!" Kaleah shouted pouncing on her friend like she just couldn't wait to kill her.
I stood back leaning against the door frame watching thw whole thing unfold.
When they stood Frost's hands were being held behind her back by Kaleah.
"Do you really need to do that?" I asked gestureing to Frost's hands.
"Yes." They both said at the same time. Frost glared at me as they walked by, while Kaleah rolled her eyes.
I walk behind them as they go into themm room with the other girls.
Frost stands perfectly still while Kaleah grabs a blanket and raps it around Frost with the help of Morgan.
"The plane will be landing shortly please take a seat." Froat sits on the floor when she could've easily sat in a chair.
The others and I take seats in chairs like normal people.
We sit in silence as we lad, not making a single noise.
Kaleah is the first one standing grabbing Frost in the process to make sure that she is under control.
Frost says nothing as shes pushed by Kaleah, well untill there right by the door to get off and she rams herself into Kaleah, wiggles her way out of her grip and runs out the door.
"Stop her!" Kaleah shouts from the ground.
Morgan pushes me out the door saying something about getting Frost while she helps Kaleah up.
I run down the steps and chase after her, which is pretty easy, shes bot that fast... like at all.
To be fair she makes it farther than I thought she could before I takle her. Like football takle skills.
We land on the ground with a thud, and a few groans of pain from both of us.
Her groaning stopped suddenly. I push myself to hover over her, to get a better look at her face.
Her eyes were closed, her breathing steady. She was passed out.
I made a girl pass out. Well thats somthing I've never done before.
Kaleah trots over to us and looks at Frost.
"Yeah, you might want to carry her." She says before going back twords the car.
I pick up Frost bridle style, and start to carry her back to the car.
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Ugggg I felt like this chapter dragged on...
So sorry of ut sucked, I just never really wanted to wright this chapter...
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