My Blue Eyed Girl, chapter 11
Tre's POV
He did it. I personally didn't think he'd get there after everything he had been through in the past few years. But he proved me wrong... Amanda would have been so proud of her 'baby' brother.
I looked at him chasing Joey around, eventually catching him and attempting to kick his ass... he'd got that from me for sure.
I came to a sudden realization... everytime I kicked Billie's ass, tickling him always made him surrender in about three seconds flat. "Try tickling him Trent!" I exclaimed suddenly, earning weird looks from everyone. "What? You all know how random I can be... " I said. He tried it, and it worked... in about 5 seconds Joey was on the floor with his arms up in surrender.
"Ok... OK! I give up... you win Cool... " he panted, trying to stop laughing.
"Better believe it," Trent grinned, helping him up.
"Oi Punkus!... ready for your graduation present?" I asked as he came back over with Joey trailing behind.
"Am I ever!" he grinned.
"Ok... girls you come over here too... May as well do all the excitement and thanking in one lot," I laughed as we all headed over to the near empty car park.
"Well... where is it?" Trent asked, being rather blonde.
"Yeah... where?" the twins also asked, in unison. They obviously didn't think they were getting what we had gotten them.
"Jeez!...in front of you stupids!" Joey said. He came up in between Emma and Bee... bad idea. They each brought there hand up and smacked him over the back of the head before looking in front of them to see where the present was.
"Oh my god... " Emma started.
"You have to be kidding... " Bee continued.
"You got us cars!" Trent exclaimed getting the most excited out of the three of them.
"What were you expecting?? Moon rocks?" Mike asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"We weren't expecting this!" the twins squealed in unison. Don't get me wrong... I love those girls like they were my daughters... but the whole speaking in unison thing was hard to deal with sometimes.
The girls had got matching VW beetle convertibles one was red and the other black, with personalized license plates. Trent... well Mattie and I had kinda gone all out for him. We got him a BMW convertible. It was black and had purple leather seats, a fully equipped sound system and personalized number plates also. His read 'PUNKUS' while Emma's read 'EMZY' and Bee's read 'BUMBLE BEE'.
"I love it!" he exclaimed from the front seat. "Now I can have Manda with me everywhere I go," he grinned.
"That's exactly what we were thinking sweetie... congratulations," Mattie smiled from beside me.
***
Emma's POV
Later that night, before the prom.
"How lucky are we? Going to the prom and being escorted by the cutest guy at school," I giggled as I fixed up my hair.
"I know. I wish Amanda was here though," Bee stated kinda miserably. It was a bummer that she wasn't here to share it with us, but we have to have enough fun for the three of us plus her.
"Ready girls?" dad asked as she came through the door.
"Almost daddy," we said in unison, grinning madly.
"You're so pretty. My beautiful girls," he said.
Well we were pretty hot tonight. We had decided along with Trent that we would incorporate purple into our outfits. I had a tight black corset dress thingo on with bright purple ribbon crossing over the front. Bee had on a dress that started as bright purple at the top and slowly faded to black at the bottom. It was also like a corset, kinda like mine, by it flew out at the waist and wasn't as fitted. Trent had on a black suit and a purple tie to match the purple in our dresses.
His blonde hair was all messy and had purple chunks through it. Because Bee and my hair was darker (we got that from dad) we had it curled and pinned back randomly with purple clips. Our makeup was purple... and our nails were painted black with little purple stars stuck on them.
Kinda all out I know, but once we decided on black and purple, it kinda got out of control.
"Right. Are the 2 hottest girls at the prom ready to go?" Trent asked coming into our room.
"Trent you're so cute," I began.
"But yes they are," Bee finished for me, grinning.
"Corsage for you, and a corsage for you," he grinned placing them on our wrists. They were both purple flowers with flecks of black in them. "Let's go... " he said, putting out both of his arms for us to grab.
"Do you think we can get past our mom's without having to have photos taken?" he asked.
"I don't like our chances," I giggled, pointing at Mattie and Mom who were standing in front of our only exit, cameras in hand.
"Can you run in heels?" he pleaded.
"Stay right where you are Trent Michael Somers," Mattie said, causing Trent to be rooted to the spot.
"Oooh! You're in trouble," Bee and I giggled, letting our mother take the pictures. The sooner she takes them, the sooner we can go.
"Ok fine, take the damn pictures," he said pulling a multitude of poses.
"You can't half tell you're a Cool," mom joked, as he pulled a pose that was characteristic of Uncle Tre sometimes. He stood with his feet apart a little, leaning back and had the stupidest smirk on his face... but I guess that's why we loved the both of them.
About 10 minutes later, they were done.
"Can we go now?" Trent whined.
"Yes... go on, get out of here, have fun!" Mattie said quite literally kicking us out the front door.
"Right, let's roll," he said, pretending to be all gangsta and heading towards his car.
***
"Holy Jesus of Suburbia! Is this really the gym?!" I said aloud, shocked at how different it looked.
"Yes it is... " Trent replied checking behind one of the posters on the wall "See?" he said motioning to the plaque that sat there stating that some team won some competition. "Now, I'm gonna leave you 2 ladies for a bit ok? Beep me if something goes wrong" he said. We both nodded as he headed off towards a group of guys.
Bee and I headed off towards a group of friends... we were all kinda miserable for a minute coz Manda wasn't with us, but then we decided that we should just have fun as if she was here. We danced. We drank. Then Bee said she was going to go outside because she felt sick.
I thought nothing of it until I realized that it had been a good 30 minutes since she had gone.
Trent came over at exactly the right moment. "Punkus I'm worried. Bee went outside about half an hour ago because she felt sick, and she isn't back yet."
"We'll go and look for after the presentation ok?" he said placing a reassuring arm around my shoulders. I nodded and leaned into his shoulder. Bee would be fine.
***
"And Prom King for the year 2013 is... " there was a drum roll before the head of the cheerleaders, Megan Monroe, announced it.
"Oh jeez, just say it already," I muttered after she waited about a minute. Trent tried to suppress his laughter from beside me, but ended up snorting instead. "Dork," I giggled.
"The Prom King is... Trent Somers!" she exclaimed excitedly. Pfft. She was just excited because she was probably gonna get Prom Queen and was entitled a dance with him.
"Go and get your crown dammit!" I laughed, shoving him towards the front.
He got up there and they gave him a crown, a sash thing that said 'Prom King 2013' and this little baton thing... don't ask me what that was for though.
"Ok... and now for Prom Queen... " Blegh! She was so horrible it made me wanna be sick. Hair extensions, fake tan, diamonds, quite possibly fake boobs. She was disgusting.
"And the Prom Queen is... Emma Dirnt," she said, a disappointed tone in her voice when she realized that she didn't get it.
"What the fuck?" I said aloud, not believing it either. How the hell did I get Prom Queen? This HAS to be a joke...
I slowly made my way up to the stage amidst the cheers and wolf whistles. It made me think that this might not be a joke and people may have actually voted for me.
"Well hello my queen... " Trent said as he bowed and kissed my hand, grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat the whole time.
I was presented with my crown and sash.
"Imagine what our moms are gonna be like... " he groaned in my ear. "How bout we just don't tell them?" he said as he grinned and hugged me.
"Sounds good... " I giggled back. "Now let's go and find Bee. Please?"
"Alright, let's go, I can dance with you any old time I guess... " he grabbed my hand and led me off the stage and out the door.
"Bee!? BIANCA!" Trent hollered as we stepped outside and found no one around.
"She's not answering her phone... shit! Where is she Trent?" I said, tears starting to brim in my eyes. It was one way that you could tell Bianca and me apart. She had blue eyes, while I had one blue and one green.
"Shh. Don't cry Emzy. We'll find her," he said pulling me into a hug.
I hope we could find her.
Bianca's POV
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!! How the hell did I get myself into this? I was feeling really nauseated... and the situation I was in wasn't helping at all. I had just gone outside the gym to get some air, but now I was sitting in some dark room tied to a chair, my dress all ripped and feeling as if I was gonna throw up any second.
"Well if it isn't the daughter of the one and only Mike Dirnt. Which twin are you precious?" a voice asked. Holy shit! I'd heard this voice before... it was the guy that killed Amanda.
"B-Bianca... " I stammered. I dint know if it was good thing or a bad thing to be telling him which twin I was, but he already knew who dad was, so I guess it didn't matter.
"Good girl. My, what a pretty dress you have," he said evilly. It was only then that I noticed that he was wielding a fairly large knife. Fuck! What was he gonna do?
"Pity I have to wreck it," he said slashing at me and causing me to screw my eyes up... waiting for the pain to hit, but it didn't. I cautiously cracked open an eye and looked down. There didn't appear to be any cuts on me... but... what the fuck?!?! He had slashed the dress to pieces! Bastard! It had cost me an arm and a freaking leg!
I considered voicing my opinions... but decided against it a. coz he was still holding that knife and b. coz I would like to keep my arms, legs, fingers and toes for as long as possible.
I could only sit and hope that someone would find me soon... I don't think everyone could handle a repeat episode of what happened 2 years ago.
Trent's POV
"Daddy calm down... for all we know, she's back in at the Prom dancing her butt off... I'll call you if we have any news ok?" she finished the phone call with her dad and clicked her cell shut. "I hope, for the sake of dad's sanity that she's ok... " she said to me with a look on her face that could only be described as a mixture of hurt, confusion and sadness.
"We'll find her Em. I promise," I said as a way of reassurance. Pity I had said it about 20 times in the last 10 minutes.
We went back to the gym and scoured everywhere making sure that she hadn't ducked back in with us noticing. After coming up with nothing, we didn't know what to do next.
"Do you have like a twin connection with her like I did with Amanda? At least then maybe we can know she's pain or not," I asked.
That whole connection thing was meant to be stronger with identical twins wasn't it?
"Well I'm not feeling any pain... so I guess that means she's ok wherever she is huh?" she said, a small smile of relief flashing on her face.
"Well it's a start... " I giggled. "How bout I call Joey and he can help us look?"
She nodded, so I took out my cell and dialed Joey's number.
"Dude what the fuck? You just ruined my mojo," he answered. Obviously I had interrupted.
"Sorry man... but we have kind of a crisis... " I said, knowing that it was his girlfriend Stephanie and him that I had interrupted. I also sensed that he had become a bit more interested.
"Ok... what's happened?" he asked. "You're on speaker by the way... " he added.
"Hey Steph... " I started. "Look, I hope you don't mind, but we have to drag Joey away. Bianca's gone missing and we need his help to find her... "
"Tis ok Punkus... I can come help too if you like?" she questioned.
"Yeah that'd be great. We're just outside the gym ok?"
"Yep. See ya in a few Punkus" he clicked his phone off.
I turned back to Emma. "Joey's on his way and he's bringing Steph," I said.
"Thanks," she said, appearing at little bit calmer. I could kinda understand what she was going through.
***
"BIANCA!!" we hollered out the windows. It was no use. We had been going around for the last 20 minutes and we still hadn't found her.
As we went on, Emma got sadder and sadder. Poor thing... I guess she has like a stronger connection to Bee than I ever had to Amanda...
"She's gone for good isn't she?" Emma asked, miserably.
"We don't know for sure Emzy. We'll find her... " Joey said, trying to make her feel better.
***
Bianca's POV
Holy shit... I didn't need to see that... at least I can be thankful that he let me throw up in a toilet instead of all over myself. It's a bugger that he didn't untie me though... that window was looking very appealing to jump out of, no matter how high up we were.
"Not trying to escape are we my dear?" he asked through the door.
Dammit! Way to ruin my escape plan buddy! ...
"No... of course not... " I said as sweetly as I could without throwing up again.
"Good... " he stated as I came out of the bathroom, hands still tied in front of me. "Back to the chair... "
Stupid chair...
I sat back down the chair and my ankles were tied to it... and then my wrists were tied back, at the back of the chair.
"Can I have a glass of water?" I asked timidly.
Sure this guy may have been nice enough to let me spew in a toilet instead of all over myself... but that doesn't mean he wont snap and turn into a crazy psycho man now does it?!?!
"Yes... now be quiet... " he said leaving the room obviously to get me a glass of water.
I didn't get it though... why was he being so nice to me, but when he had Trent and Amanda he put them through heaps of shit? Maybe he had more of a grudge against Uncle Tre than he does with Dad?...
It didn't make any sense. But then again... he could just be building up all his psychopathic powers to unleash it later.
***
Joey's POV
It's happening again... I know it. Apparently the guy that kidnapped Trent and Amanda two years ago escaped and is running around again. That has to be what has happened to Bee. There's no other explanation.
"I think we should call Uncle Mike... " I muttered in Trent's ear.
He had swapped with Steph and was now in the front seat with me, while Steph was kinda consoling Emma.
"I thought that about 20 minutes ago man... I just didn't want to worry Em any more... " he smiled slightly.
"I also think that she might have been taken by the same guy that got you and Amanda in 2011... did you hear on the news the other day how they said he had escaped?" I told him.
His eyes went wide for a second, but he nodded. "Yeah I did hear... seems like a pretty good explanation doesn't it?"
"Mmm hmmm... I'll call him... " I said, pulling the car over and dialing Mike's number.
"Hey Mikey... its Joey... ummmm... I don't know how to say this... but Bianca has gone missing and I think it's the guy that took Amanda and Trent in 2011... yeah I know he was meant to be... but it was in the news the other day that he had escaped... we're on 5th avenue... yeah... ok bye... " I hung up from the call and turned to the other occupants in my car. "I called Mikey... he's on his way with Sammy, your dad and my dad alright?" I looked at Emma who was looking really glum in the back seat. "It's ok Em... your dad's coming and we are gonna find your sister ok?"
She nodded. "Yeah I know... it's just I don't feel well... " she trailed off suddenly looking very green.
My eyes went as wide as dinner plates. "Not in my car sweetie!" I exclaimed.
She managed to open the door in enough time. "Well she's ok... but spewing her guts out... this only ever happens when the other is sick... " she said, as way of explanation, wiping her mouth with her hand.
***
Bianca's POV
Crap! Ok so maybe this guy's psychopathic tendency is starting to kick in. I gave him plenty of warning that I was gonna be sick again... but now I'm left looking at remnants of... what the hell? I didn't even have carrot!
"Oh dear... can't have that... " he said, coming in and kicking the chair over, causing me to land in my own vomit.
Holy crap that's disgusting... at least you still have all your fingers and toes 'ey?...
Stupid fucking conscience...
"Now darling... I have been kind up to you till now... but I can assure you that is going to change... your dad hasn't come to the rescue has he? Just like Tre... he had the chance...but he let me take his daughters life... will daddy let that happen to his little angel?" he almost growled,
Holy shit this guy is fucked up in his head... maybe you should kick him in the balls and run?...Oh yeah! I like that... kick him and run!...kick him and run!...
I'm tied to a chair!...
Like being tied up has stopped you before... you managed to give Joey a hell of a lot of... erm... discomfort when he pinned you down that time...
I had use of my legs and knees then you idiot...
... My bad...
Ok... now I know I'm going mad... I'm having a fight with my conscience for fuck's sake...
Well fuck you!...I'll just leave then ...
No problem's here...
... ...
***
Mike's POV
I can't believe it... he's out and he's got Bianca...
"Ok who's coming with me?" I asked after telling everyone about it.
"Well me obviously... " Sammy said, trying her best not to cry.
"We'll stay here in case they call with news... or she calls herself... " Billie said, motioning to himself, Tre, Mattie and Adie.
"Jason and Anna are out... so we won't disturb them... so that leaves... " I trailed off looking at the remaining four people. Ronnie, Rachel, Claire and JF. "Ah man... the only help we're gonna have is you 4?" I said silently hoping that Billie and/or Tre would pipe up and decide that they were gonna come instead.
"Ah shush... we're not as bad as those 2... " Claire giggled pointing at Rachel and Ronnie, who looked like they needed a bucket of cold water to get them back into reality.
Ronnie heard her and flipped her off as he broke away from Rachel.
"You love us... " he smirked. "Scouts Honour we wont do anything till we get back here... " he said.
"Yeah... you'd better make sure you don't... Tre can leave permanent marks... " I threatened. It was true... he play fought me like in 8th grade and cut my arm with his fingernail. I still have the mark on my arm.
"Come on!!" Sammy said from the door. The sooner we found Bianca the better.
***
Emma's POV
I was beginning to loose hope. Joey said to dad that he thought it was the same guy that had taken Trent and Amanda years ago. That sicko should have stayed in jail.
The only thing that was comforting me at the minute was the fact that I couldn't feel any pain. That meant that she was ok... well for now anyway.
"Can any of you see Dad yet?" I asked hopefully. Maybe when he got here he would work out a way to fix it.
"He's just coming now Emz," Steph said pointing out the window to dad's approaching BMW.
"Daddy... " I said rushing over to him. "He's got her!" I said as I started crying.
"Its ok Emmy... we are gonna find her and everything is gonna be ok... "
Fuck! I wish everyone would stop saying that!
They're just saying it coz they're as worried as you...
Shut up... stupid conscience...
Well sooooooooorry!...
"Why the hell did you bring Ronnie and Rachel?" I asked as I broke into giggles.
"I didn't want to!" he protested. "They were the only ones that wanted to come."
"Oh ok... well, come on. I think I might know where she is," I said watching the others reactions. "What? Ask him. It's a twin thing," I said as I clambered into the car.
I could be totally wrong. But the place where the dude took Amanda and Trent was just a few blocks away, and I had a feeling this guy was dumb enough to use the same place twice.
***
Bianca's POV
I sat humming a random tune, but realized that I shouldn't have as soon as my captor set foot in the room.
"You shouldn't have done that," he growled kicking the chair over once again. "I told you to be quiet... and I expected you to adhere to that," he yelled kicking me hard in the stomach.
Fuck that hurt!...
Jeez... ya reckon Einstein?...
I grunted in pain as his steel capped boot connected with ribs, but that just earned me another kick, harder if possible. I coughed and tasted blood as he walked around me in a slow circle.
"Bloody celebrities... can't keep their mouths shut," he muttered, kicking me in the jaw.
Ok. I'm thankful and all that he hasn't decided to chop me up into a kazillion pieces just yet. But those boots really fucking hurt.
"Maybe I should just kill you now and leave them to find you... " he said, kneeling down and holding the knife to my throat, contemplating what he should do.
My breath was ragged as I boldly asked a question. "Who are you and what do you want with my dad?"
He laughed maliciously and kicked at my legs. There was a crack and pain started to sear through my ankle.
Great now he's broken my ankle. This has gotta be leading up to the loss of a limb or something.
"I have nothing against your dad as such... it was mainly Tre. You just happen to be the prize I get to taunt everyone with for a while," he said as he grabbed my face, bringing it so it was level with his. "Such a pretty girl... " he sneered. And then the bastard actually kissed me! I had to majorly resist the urge to spit in his face.
He threw my head down and kicked me one last time.
I swear to god I just felt something else break...
Ahem... that would be the rest of your ribs on your right side...
Oh... is that why it hurts to breathe so much?...
Everything in front of me turned foggy and I think I must have passed out.
***
He did it. I personally didn't think he'd get there after everything he had been through in the past few years. But he proved me wrong... Amanda would have been so proud of her 'baby' brother.
I looked at him chasing Joey around, eventually catching him and attempting to kick his ass... he'd got that from me for sure.
I came to a sudden realization... everytime I kicked Billie's ass, tickling him always made him surrender in about three seconds flat. "Try tickling him Trent!" I exclaimed suddenly, earning weird looks from everyone. "What? You all know how random I can be... " I said. He tried it, and it worked... in about 5 seconds Joey was on the floor with his arms up in surrender.
"Ok... OK! I give up... you win Cool... " he panted, trying to stop laughing.
"Better believe it," Trent grinned, helping him up.
"Oi Punkus!... ready for your graduation present?" I asked as he came back over with Joey trailing behind.
"Am I ever!" he grinned.
"Ok... girls you come over here too... May as well do all the excitement and thanking in one lot," I laughed as we all headed over to the near empty car park.
"Well... where is it?" Trent asked, being rather blonde.
"Yeah... where?" the twins also asked, in unison. They obviously didn't think they were getting what we had gotten them.
"Jeez!...in front of you stupids!" Joey said. He came up in between Emma and Bee... bad idea. They each brought there hand up and smacked him over the back of the head before looking in front of them to see where the present was.
"Oh my god... " Emma started.
"You have to be kidding... " Bee continued.
"You got us cars!" Trent exclaimed getting the most excited out of the three of them.
"What were you expecting?? Moon rocks?" Mike asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"We weren't expecting this!" the twins squealed in unison. Don't get me wrong... I love those girls like they were my daughters... but the whole speaking in unison thing was hard to deal with sometimes.
The girls had got matching VW beetle convertibles one was red and the other black, with personalized license plates. Trent... well Mattie and I had kinda gone all out for him. We got him a BMW convertible. It was black and had purple leather seats, a fully equipped sound system and personalized number plates also. His read 'PUNKUS' while Emma's read 'EMZY' and Bee's read 'BUMBLE BEE'.
"I love it!" he exclaimed from the front seat. "Now I can have Manda with me everywhere I go," he grinned.
"That's exactly what we were thinking sweetie... congratulations," Mattie smiled from beside me.
***
Emma's POV
Later that night, before the prom.
"How lucky are we? Going to the prom and being escorted by the cutest guy at school," I giggled as I fixed up my hair.
"I know. I wish Amanda was here though," Bee stated kinda miserably. It was a bummer that she wasn't here to share it with us, but we have to have enough fun for the three of us plus her.
"Ready girls?" dad asked as she came through the door.
"Almost daddy," we said in unison, grinning madly.
"You're so pretty. My beautiful girls," he said.
Well we were pretty hot tonight. We had decided along with Trent that we would incorporate purple into our outfits. I had a tight black corset dress thingo on with bright purple ribbon crossing over the front. Bee had on a dress that started as bright purple at the top and slowly faded to black at the bottom. It was also like a corset, kinda like mine, by it flew out at the waist and wasn't as fitted. Trent had on a black suit and a purple tie to match the purple in our dresses.
His blonde hair was all messy and had purple chunks through it. Because Bee and my hair was darker (we got that from dad) we had it curled and pinned back randomly with purple clips. Our makeup was purple... and our nails were painted black with little purple stars stuck on them.
Kinda all out I know, but once we decided on black and purple, it kinda got out of control.
"Right. Are the 2 hottest girls at the prom ready to go?" Trent asked coming into our room.
"Trent you're so cute," I began.
"But yes they are," Bee finished for me, grinning.
"Corsage for you, and a corsage for you," he grinned placing them on our wrists. They were both purple flowers with flecks of black in them. "Let's go... " he said, putting out both of his arms for us to grab.
"Do you think we can get past our mom's without having to have photos taken?" he asked.
"I don't like our chances," I giggled, pointing at Mattie and Mom who were standing in front of our only exit, cameras in hand.
"Can you run in heels?" he pleaded.
"Stay right where you are Trent Michael Somers," Mattie said, causing Trent to be rooted to the spot.
"Oooh! You're in trouble," Bee and I giggled, letting our mother take the pictures. The sooner she takes them, the sooner we can go.
"Ok fine, take the damn pictures," he said pulling a multitude of poses.
"You can't half tell you're a Cool," mom joked, as he pulled a pose that was characteristic of Uncle Tre sometimes. He stood with his feet apart a little, leaning back and had the stupidest smirk on his face... but I guess that's why we loved the both of them.
About 10 minutes later, they were done.
"Can we go now?" Trent whined.
"Yes... go on, get out of here, have fun!" Mattie said quite literally kicking us out the front door.
"Right, let's roll," he said, pretending to be all gangsta and heading towards his car.
***
"Holy Jesus of Suburbia! Is this really the gym?!" I said aloud, shocked at how different it looked.
"Yes it is... " Trent replied checking behind one of the posters on the wall "See?" he said motioning to the plaque that sat there stating that some team won some competition. "Now, I'm gonna leave you 2 ladies for a bit ok? Beep me if something goes wrong" he said. We both nodded as he headed off towards a group of guys.
Bee and I headed off towards a group of friends... we were all kinda miserable for a minute coz Manda wasn't with us, but then we decided that we should just have fun as if she was here. We danced. We drank. Then Bee said she was going to go outside because she felt sick.
I thought nothing of it until I realized that it had been a good 30 minutes since she had gone.
Trent came over at exactly the right moment. "Punkus I'm worried. Bee went outside about half an hour ago because she felt sick, and she isn't back yet."
"We'll go and look for after the presentation ok?" he said placing a reassuring arm around my shoulders. I nodded and leaned into his shoulder. Bee would be fine.
***
"And Prom King for the year 2013 is... " there was a drum roll before the head of the cheerleaders, Megan Monroe, announced it.
"Oh jeez, just say it already," I muttered after she waited about a minute. Trent tried to suppress his laughter from beside me, but ended up snorting instead. "Dork," I giggled.
"The Prom King is... Trent Somers!" she exclaimed excitedly. Pfft. She was just excited because she was probably gonna get Prom Queen and was entitled a dance with him.
"Go and get your crown dammit!" I laughed, shoving him towards the front.
He got up there and they gave him a crown, a sash thing that said 'Prom King 2013' and this little baton thing... don't ask me what that was for though.
"Ok... and now for Prom Queen... " Blegh! She was so horrible it made me wanna be sick. Hair extensions, fake tan, diamonds, quite possibly fake boobs. She was disgusting.
"And the Prom Queen is... Emma Dirnt," she said, a disappointed tone in her voice when she realized that she didn't get it.
"What the fuck?" I said aloud, not believing it either. How the hell did I get Prom Queen? This HAS to be a joke...
I slowly made my way up to the stage amidst the cheers and wolf whistles. It made me think that this might not be a joke and people may have actually voted for me.
"Well hello my queen... " Trent said as he bowed and kissed my hand, grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat the whole time.
I was presented with my crown and sash.
"Imagine what our moms are gonna be like... " he groaned in my ear. "How bout we just don't tell them?" he said as he grinned and hugged me.
"Sounds good... " I giggled back. "Now let's go and find Bee. Please?"
"Alright, let's go, I can dance with you any old time I guess... " he grabbed my hand and led me off the stage and out the door.
"Bee!? BIANCA!" Trent hollered as we stepped outside and found no one around.
"She's not answering her phone... shit! Where is she Trent?" I said, tears starting to brim in my eyes. It was one way that you could tell Bianca and me apart. She had blue eyes, while I had one blue and one green.
"Shh. Don't cry Emzy. We'll find her," he said pulling me into a hug.
I hope we could find her.
Bianca's POV
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!! How the hell did I get myself into this? I was feeling really nauseated... and the situation I was in wasn't helping at all. I had just gone outside the gym to get some air, but now I was sitting in some dark room tied to a chair, my dress all ripped and feeling as if I was gonna throw up any second.
"Well if it isn't the daughter of the one and only Mike Dirnt. Which twin are you precious?" a voice asked. Holy shit! I'd heard this voice before... it was the guy that killed Amanda.
"B-Bianca... " I stammered. I dint know if it was good thing or a bad thing to be telling him which twin I was, but he already knew who dad was, so I guess it didn't matter.
"Good girl. My, what a pretty dress you have," he said evilly. It was only then that I noticed that he was wielding a fairly large knife. Fuck! What was he gonna do?
"Pity I have to wreck it," he said slashing at me and causing me to screw my eyes up... waiting for the pain to hit, but it didn't. I cautiously cracked open an eye and looked down. There didn't appear to be any cuts on me... but... what the fuck?!?! He had slashed the dress to pieces! Bastard! It had cost me an arm and a freaking leg!
I considered voicing my opinions... but decided against it a. coz he was still holding that knife and b. coz I would like to keep my arms, legs, fingers and toes for as long as possible.
I could only sit and hope that someone would find me soon... I don't think everyone could handle a repeat episode of what happened 2 years ago.
Trent's POV
"Daddy calm down... for all we know, she's back in at the Prom dancing her butt off... I'll call you if we have any news ok?" she finished the phone call with her dad and clicked her cell shut. "I hope, for the sake of dad's sanity that she's ok... " she said to me with a look on her face that could only be described as a mixture of hurt, confusion and sadness.
"We'll find her Em. I promise," I said as a way of reassurance. Pity I had said it about 20 times in the last 10 minutes.
We went back to the gym and scoured everywhere making sure that she hadn't ducked back in with us noticing. After coming up with nothing, we didn't know what to do next.
"Do you have like a twin connection with her like I did with Amanda? At least then maybe we can know she's pain or not," I asked.
That whole connection thing was meant to be stronger with identical twins wasn't it?
"Well I'm not feeling any pain... so I guess that means she's ok wherever she is huh?" she said, a small smile of relief flashing on her face.
"Well it's a start... " I giggled. "How bout I call Joey and he can help us look?"
She nodded, so I took out my cell and dialed Joey's number.
"Dude what the fuck? You just ruined my mojo," he answered. Obviously I had interrupted.
"Sorry man... but we have kind of a crisis... " I said, knowing that it was his girlfriend Stephanie and him that I had interrupted. I also sensed that he had become a bit more interested.
"Ok... what's happened?" he asked. "You're on speaker by the way... " he added.
"Hey Steph... " I started. "Look, I hope you don't mind, but we have to drag Joey away. Bianca's gone missing and we need his help to find her... "
"Tis ok Punkus... I can come help too if you like?" she questioned.
"Yeah that'd be great. We're just outside the gym ok?"
"Yep. See ya in a few Punkus" he clicked his phone off.
I turned back to Emma. "Joey's on his way and he's bringing Steph," I said.
"Thanks," she said, appearing at little bit calmer. I could kinda understand what she was going through.
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"BIANCA!!" we hollered out the windows. It was no use. We had been going around for the last 20 minutes and we still hadn't found her.
As we went on, Emma got sadder and sadder. Poor thing... I guess she has like a stronger connection to Bee than I ever had to Amanda...
"She's gone for good isn't she?" Emma asked, miserably.
"We don't know for sure Emzy. We'll find her... " Joey said, trying to make her feel better.
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Bianca's POV
Holy shit... I didn't need to see that... at least I can be thankful that he let me throw up in a toilet instead of all over myself. It's a bugger that he didn't untie me though... that window was looking very appealing to jump out of, no matter how high up we were.
"Not trying to escape are we my dear?" he asked through the door.
Dammit! Way to ruin my escape plan buddy! ...
"No... of course not... " I said as sweetly as I could without throwing up again.
"Good... " he stated as I came out of the bathroom, hands still tied in front of me. "Back to the chair... "
Stupid chair...
I sat back down the chair and my ankles were tied to it... and then my wrists were tied back, at the back of the chair.
"Can I have a glass of water?" I asked timidly.
Sure this guy may have been nice enough to let me spew in a toilet instead of all over myself... but that doesn't mean he wont snap and turn into a crazy psycho man now does it?!?!
"Yes... now be quiet... " he said leaving the room obviously to get me a glass of water.
I didn't get it though... why was he being so nice to me, but when he had Trent and Amanda he put them through heaps of shit? Maybe he had more of a grudge against Uncle Tre than he does with Dad?...
It didn't make any sense. But then again... he could just be building up all his psychopathic powers to unleash it later.
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Joey's POV
It's happening again... I know it. Apparently the guy that kidnapped Trent and Amanda two years ago escaped and is running around again. That has to be what has happened to Bee. There's no other explanation.
"I think we should call Uncle Mike... " I muttered in Trent's ear.
He had swapped with Steph and was now in the front seat with me, while Steph was kinda consoling Emma.
"I thought that about 20 minutes ago man... I just didn't want to worry Em any more... " he smiled slightly.
"I also think that she might have been taken by the same guy that got you and Amanda in 2011... did you hear on the news the other day how they said he had escaped?" I told him.
His eyes went wide for a second, but he nodded. "Yeah I did hear... seems like a pretty good explanation doesn't it?"
"Mmm hmmm... I'll call him... " I said, pulling the car over and dialing Mike's number.
"Hey Mikey... its Joey... ummmm... I don't know how to say this... but Bianca has gone missing and I think it's the guy that took Amanda and Trent in 2011... yeah I know he was meant to be... but it was in the news the other day that he had escaped... we're on 5th avenue... yeah... ok bye... " I hung up from the call and turned to the other occupants in my car. "I called Mikey... he's on his way with Sammy, your dad and my dad alright?" I looked at Emma who was looking really glum in the back seat. "It's ok Em... your dad's coming and we are gonna find your sister ok?"
She nodded. "Yeah I know... it's just I don't feel well... " she trailed off suddenly looking very green.
My eyes went as wide as dinner plates. "Not in my car sweetie!" I exclaimed.
She managed to open the door in enough time. "Well she's ok... but spewing her guts out... this only ever happens when the other is sick... " she said, as way of explanation, wiping her mouth with her hand.
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Bianca's POV
Crap! Ok so maybe this guy's psychopathic tendency is starting to kick in. I gave him plenty of warning that I was gonna be sick again... but now I'm left looking at remnants of... what the hell? I didn't even have carrot!
"Oh dear... can't have that... " he said, coming in and kicking the chair over, causing me to land in my own vomit.
Holy crap that's disgusting... at least you still have all your fingers and toes 'ey?...
Stupid fucking conscience...
"Now darling... I have been kind up to you till now... but I can assure you that is going to change... your dad hasn't come to the rescue has he? Just like Tre... he had the chance...but he let me take his daughters life... will daddy let that happen to his little angel?" he almost growled,
Holy shit this guy is fucked up in his head... maybe you should kick him in the balls and run?...Oh yeah! I like that... kick him and run!...kick him and run!...
I'm tied to a chair!...
Like being tied up has stopped you before... you managed to give Joey a hell of a lot of... erm... discomfort when he pinned you down that time...
I had use of my legs and knees then you idiot...
... My bad...
Ok... now I know I'm going mad... I'm having a fight with my conscience for fuck's sake...
Well fuck you!...I'll just leave then ...
No problem's here...
... ...
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Mike's POV
I can't believe it... he's out and he's got Bianca...
"Ok who's coming with me?" I asked after telling everyone about it.
"Well me obviously... " Sammy said, trying her best not to cry.
"We'll stay here in case they call with news... or she calls herself... " Billie said, motioning to himself, Tre, Mattie and Adie.
"Jason and Anna are out... so we won't disturb them... so that leaves... " I trailed off looking at the remaining four people. Ronnie, Rachel, Claire and JF. "Ah man... the only help we're gonna have is you 4?" I said silently hoping that Billie and/or Tre would pipe up and decide that they were gonna come instead.
"Ah shush... we're not as bad as those 2... " Claire giggled pointing at Rachel and Ronnie, who looked like they needed a bucket of cold water to get them back into reality.
Ronnie heard her and flipped her off as he broke away from Rachel.
"You love us... " he smirked. "Scouts Honour we wont do anything till we get back here... " he said.
"Yeah... you'd better make sure you don't... Tre can leave permanent marks... " I threatened. It was true... he play fought me like in 8th grade and cut my arm with his fingernail. I still have the mark on my arm.
"Come on!!" Sammy said from the door. The sooner we found Bianca the better.
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Emma's POV
I was beginning to loose hope. Joey said to dad that he thought it was the same guy that had taken Trent and Amanda years ago. That sicko should have stayed in jail.
The only thing that was comforting me at the minute was the fact that I couldn't feel any pain. That meant that she was ok... well for now anyway.
"Can any of you see Dad yet?" I asked hopefully. Maybe when he got here he would work out a way to fix it.
"He's just coming now Emz," Steph said pointing out the window to dad's approaching BMW.
"Daddy... " I said rushing over to him. "He's got her!" I said as I started crying.
"Its ok Emmy... we are gonna find her and everything is gonna be ok... "
Fuck! I wish everyone would stop saying that!
They're just saying it coz they're as worried as you...
Shut up... stupid conscience...
Well sooooooooorry!...
"Why the hell did you bring Ronnie and Rachel?" I asked as I broke into giggles.
"I didn't want to!" he protested. "They were the only ones that wanted to come."
"Oh ok... well, come on. I think I might know where she is," I said watching the others reactions. "What? Ask him. It's a twin thing," I said as I clambered into the car.
I could be totally wrong. But the place where the dude took Amanda and Trent was just a few blocks away, and I had a feeling this guy was dumb enough to use the same place twice.
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Bianca's POV
I sat humming a random tune, but realized that I shouldn't have as soon as my captor set foot in the room.
"You shouldn't have done that," he growled kicking the chair over once again. "I told you to be quiet... and I expected you to adhere to that," he yelled kicking me hard in the stomach.
Fuck that hurt!...
Jeez... ya reckon Einstein?...
I grunted in pain as his steel capped boot connected with ribs, but that just earned me another kick, harder if possible. I coughed and tasted blood as he walked around me in a slow circle.
"Bloody celebrities... can't keep their mouths shut," he muttered, kicking me in the jaw.
Ok. I'm thankful and all that he hasn't decided to chop me up into a kazillion pieces just yet. But those boots really fucking hurt.
"Maybe I should just kill you now and leave them to find you... " he said, kneeling down and holding the knife to my throat, contemplating what he should do.
My breath was ragged as I boldly asked a question. "Who are you and what do you want with my dad?"
He laughed maliciously and kicked at my legs. There was a crack and pain started to sear through my ankle.
Great now he's broken my ankle. This has gotta be leading up to the loss of a limb or something.
"I have nothing against your dad as such... it was mainly Tre. You just happen to be the prize I get to taunt everyone with for a while," he said as he grabbed my face, bringing it so it was level with his. "Such a pretty girl... " he sneered. And then the bastard actually kissed me! I had to majorly resist the urge to spit in his face.
He threw my head down and kicked me one last time.
I swear to god I just felt something else break...
Ahem... that would be the rest of your ribs on your right side...
Oh... is that why it hurts to breathe so much?...
Everything in front of me turned foggy and I think I must have passed out.
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