Can Love Come From a Stranger's Heart?, chapter 5
"You are such an, an asshole, how can you do something like this? And then you act like we should be fine?" Sabrina said in an angered tone.
"I thought I'd killed someone." I added. The guy just laughed. "And that was funny, why?" I asked him.
"You, you actually believed that you'd killed someone?" he said, clutching his sides. Sabrina glared at him.
"What was he supposed to believe, he looked through the freaking window and there was a guy with blood smeared all over his dumb body!" she yelled. Hey, this was beginning to get fun! Sabrina was mad, and she looked hot! Geeze, I'm retarded...
"Excuse me ma'am, but it was for a movie! We didn't know you'd get so upset!" the man said.
"Who cares?! You could've at least told us it was a movie, he almost got killed trying to go across," she said looking at me, "and I almost fell off of the wire! You guys are real jerks Y'know?" she asked. She was mad, I was having fun, I don't know why though. She looked at the man and turned around. "Billie lets just go and find everyone else. We can call them." She said.
"Um, Sabrina, I don't have me phone, it was in the car. Oh my god! I had a thousand dollars in that fucking car!" I yelled.
**The Mans P.O.V.**
Wow, these kids, they are mad! It was only a flipping movie! Most people would be begging to be in this! In fact I had five teenagers asking if they could last week, I should've said yes, then at least I wouldn't have to pay these guys!
"So, um, what am I supposed to do about that?" I asked. The boy named Billie glared at me.
"What d'ya think?" he asked.
"You expect me to pay for that too? You've gotta be crazy!" I said. I already had to pay them between thirty to thirty-eight thousand dollars! He looked at me and turned away.
"Lets just go back to my house, somehow." He said, he sounded mad. Was he gay?
"Are you gay?" I said. Oh my gosh, why did I just ask that. he turned around, if it hadn't been for the girl, I would be dead right now.
"Why the fucken hell would you ask someone that?! NO, I'm not flippen gay!" he yelled. Ooh, I was in trouble. Have I been drinking and not realizing it or something?
The girl grabbed his hand and pulled him back. "Billie no, he's not worth it." She said as she pulled him along with her. He was bigger than her by a lot, but he listened. "You can kill him some other time, when there's not as many people around to witness it." She said. And I thought she was trying to be nice, so much for thinking. She looked at me and opened her mouth to say something. "You just remember, you are to pay us. If you don't, we WILL come and hunt you." She glared. I was just told something like that, by a girl. What could she do? Then I remembered my nuts, that's what she could do. She walked away with her hand on his arm, pulling him away from me. He was pissed! Me and my crew people walked away, to the back of the building where our van with the cameras was.
**Sabrina's P.O.V.**
"Billie, how are we supposed to get back home?" I asked him. He was red with anger. He didn't respond. "I know he was a jerk, but don't let that ruin your day, even if you do wanna kill him." I said pulling him closer. He put his arm around my waist and looked at me.
"We'll find some way home, even if it does take all day." He said. We spent the next hour looking for a pay-phone, before remembering that we didn't even have any money.
"Oh this is just great!" he yelled. He punched the phone-booth and looked at his hand. "That hurt." He said dumbly. I laughed.
"Good job." I said. He looked at me and pretended to glare, but wasn't succeeding. I laughed at him as he tried to glare, but he couldn't because of my laughing.
"Shut up. You're so mean to me. I can't even act mad."
"Oh you're mad all right." I said as I looked into his bright green eyes. Still I wondered, how could I have ever been so mean to him. He may get into a bad attitude sometimes, but he is so sweet! He laughed.
"I'm telling my mom on you, if I ever see her again." He looked at me and his smile slowly went away, he looked like he was thinking.
"What?" I asked him.
"That store we went into, to get away from the tornado, they'll have to pay the manager to get it fixed." He smiled. "And, they'll have to pay for all the damage, and other people's cars, and those houses. They'll be broke!" he smiled again and tried not to laugh.
"Yes, should we go back and tell him, see how mad he gets?" I asked, he looked at me and laughed.
"No, he can find out the hard way, when he's sleeping and gets a call in the middle of the night, ooh he'll be mad... " he said, thinking about it. He is just about the strangest person I've ever met.
"You know, I still can't believe that he would put us into something like that, and not expect to pay us. That's stupid." I thought about it.
"He is stupid, unless you didn't notice that." he said while looking ahead of us.
Soon we were on a street that I could remember, and it was one of the first that we'd seen that hadn't been ruined by that guy. We walked about two hours before we were on to the highway, which was half-hour away from his house.
"Wanna run?" I heard a kid ask someone behind us.
"No, we'll get hit by a car, stupid!" someone else responded.
"Okay, that was a stupid answer!" the other kid said back.
"Because I said it to the stupidest person alive!" the other one said.
"You are the meanest person I've ever met! I wish mom had given you away!" then we heard a rock hit something and one of the kids screamed. Billie turned around, he looked like he was trying not to yell at whoever threw the rock.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked, running over to the one on the ground.
"He said he wished my mom had thrown me away!" a small girl cried.
"You still shouldn't have hit him." He said while looking at her. I looked up to see a lady running towards us, an umbrella in her hand.
"Get away from my son you creep!" she yelled. Billie got up and back away.
"baby, what did he do to you?" she asked, hugging her son.
"He didn't mama, Sammy threw a rock at me." he whined. The lady looked up and Billie who was looking at the boy.
"I'm sorry." She said to him.
"It's okay." He said. Me and him turned away and continued walking.
"Every time something happens, you get blamed." I said. We went across the street and down the highway, waiting for the cars to allow us to get across the street.
"I thought I'd killed someone." I added. The guy just laughed. "And that was funny, why?" I asked him.
"You, you actually believed that you'd killed someone?" he said, clutching his sides. Sabrina glared at him.
"What was he supposed to believe, he looked through the freaking window and there was a guy with blood smeared all over his dumb body!" she yelled. Hey, this was beginning to get fun! Sabrina was mad, and she looked hot! Geeze, I'm retarded...
"Excuse me ma'am, but it was for a movie! We didn't know you'd get so upset!" the man said.
"Who cares?! You could've at least told us it was a movie, he almost got killed trying to go across," she said looking at me, "and I almost fell off of the wire! You guys are real jerks Y'know?" she asked. She was mad, I was having fun, I don't know why though. She looked at the man and turned around. "Billie lets just go and find everyone else. We can call them." She said.
"Um, Sabrina, I don't have me phone, it was in the car. Oh my god! I had a thousand dollars in that fucking car!" I yelled.
**The Mans P.O.V.**
Wow, these kids, they are mad! It was only a flipping movie! Most people would be begging to be in this! In fact I had five teenagers asking if they could last week, I should've said yes, then at least I wouldn't have to pay these guys!
"So, um, what am I supposed to do about that?" I asked. The boy named Billie glared at me.
"What d'ya think?" he asked.
"You expect me to pay for that too? You've gotta be crazy!" I said. I already had to pay them between thirty to thirty-eight thousand dollars! He looked at me and turned away.
"Lets just go back to my house, somehow." He said, he sounded mad. Was he gay?
"Are you gay?" I said. Oh my gosh, why did I just ask that. he turned around, if it hadn't been for the girl, I would be dead right now.
"Why the fucken hell would you ask someone that?! NO, I'm not flippen gay!" he yelled. Ooh, I was in trouble. Have I been drinking and not realizing it or something?
The girl grabbed his hand and pulled him back. "Billie no, he's not worth it." She said as she pulled him along with her. He was bigger than her by a lot, but he listened. "You can kill him some other time, when there's not as many people around to witness it." She said. And I thought she was trying to be nice, so much for thinking. She looked at me and opened her mouth to say something. "You just remember, you are to pay us. If you don't, we WILL come and hunt you." She glared. I was just told something like that, by a girl. What could she do? Then I remembered my nuts, that's what she could do. She walked away with her hand on his arm, pulling him away from me. He was pissed! Me and my crew people walked away, to the back of the building where our van with the cameras was.
**Sabrina's P.O.V.**
"Billie, how are we supposed to get back home?" I asked him. He was red with anger. He didn't respond. "I know he was a jerk, but don't let that ruin your day, even if you do wanna kill him." I said pulling him closer. He put his arm around my waist and looked at me.
"We'll find some way home, even if it does take all day." He said. We spent the next hour looking for a pay-phone, before remembering that we didn't even have any money.
"Oh this is just great!" he yelled. He punched the phone-booth and looked at his hand. "That hurt." He said dumbly. I laughed.
"Good job." I said. He looked at me and pretended to glare, but wasn't succeeding. I laughed at him as he tried to glare, but he couldn't because of my laughing.
"Shut up. You're so mean to me. I can't even act mad."
"Oh you're mad all right." I said as I looked into his bright green eyes. Still I wondered, how could I have ever been so mean to him. He may get into a bad attitude sometimes, but he is so sweet! He laughed.
"I'm telling my mom on you, if I ever see her again." He looked at me and his smile slowly went away, he looked like he was thinking.
"What?" I asked him.
"That store we went into, to get away from the tornado, they'll have to pay the manager to get it fixed." He smiled. "And, they'll have to pay for all the damage, and other people's cars, and those houses. They'll be broke!" he smiled again and tried not to laugh.
"Yes, should we go back and tell him, see how mad he gets?" I asked, he looked at me and laughed.
"No, he can find out the hard way, when he's sleeping and gets a call in the middle of the night, ooh he'll be mad... " he said, thinking about it. He is just about the strangest person I've ever met.
"You know, I still can't believe that he would put us into something like that, and not expect to pay us. That's stupid." I thought about it.
"He is stupid, unless you didn't notice that." he said while looking ahead of us.
Soon we were on a street that I could remember, and it was one of the first that we'd seen that hadn't been ruined by that guy. We walked about two hours before we were on to the highway, which was half-hour away from his house.
"Wanna run?" I heard a kid ask someone behind us.
"No, we'll get hit by a car, stupid!" someone else responded.
"Okay, that was a stupid answer!" the other kid said back.
"Because I said it to the stupidest person alive!" the other one said.
"You are the meanest person I've ever met! I wish mom had given you away!" then we heard a rock hit something and one of the kids screamed. Billie turned around, he looked like he was trying not to yell at whoever threw the rock.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked, running over to the one on the ground.
"He said he wished my mom had thrown me away!" a small girl cried.
"You still shouldn't have hit him." He said while looking at her. I looked up to see a lady running towards us, an umbrella in her hand.
"Get away from my son you creep!" she yelled. Billie got up and back away.
"baby, what did he do to you?" she asked, hugging her son.
"He didn't mama, Sammy threw a rock at me." he whined. The lady looked up and Billie who was looking at the boy.
"I'm sorry." She said to him.
"It's okay." He said. Me and him turned away and continued walking.
"Every time something happens, you get blamed." I said. We went across the street and down the highway, waiting for the cars to allow us to get across the street.
