Unbelievable by Haley McGill M (books to improve english txt) 📖

him. I pick up my phone and dial the numbers on my hand.

Ring Ring.

 

“Hello?” Oh thank god he answered. 

 

“Hey, it’s Satan.”

 

“Speak of the devil.” He snickers to someone else on the other line. He was talking about me to someone else?

I clear my throat. “I need you to tell me stuff about you so I can finish the paper.” I say.

“Well your just going to have to come find me.” He says playfully. Is he drunk?

“Where are you? I’ll come by if you won’t tell me over the phone.” I say back fiercely.

“I’ll give you a hint. I’m in between K16 and the Jack Pub.” In between K16 and the Jack Pub?

There’s only an old abandoned warehouse, and a torn down house. I could find him. I need to get this paper done, I can’t get bad grades this year, my mom won’t let me do shit if I get bad grades.

“Okay, I’ll come find you.”

“Good luck.” He says and hangs up. Great, I get to go run around in the dark, in a really bad neighborhood, looking for an asshole. Just for a few details about his life. My mom’s at work now and my brothers at my uncles. I’m going to have to ride my bike.I walk downstairs with my backpack and out the door. I open the garage door and hop on my bike.

I ride my bike for about 10 minutes, down to the Jack Pub. I park my bike behind the Pub in a hidden place, so it won’t get stolen. I start walking around to the front entrance when I hear a couple of men whistle at me. i get a little nervous but keep looking. Perverts. 

I’m at the torn down house now. I don’t see anybody. If he left, I’m going to kill him tomorrow. I redial his number.

Ring Ring.

“Where ya at sweetheart?” He asks me.

“Don’t play any games, where are you?”

“You’re gonna have to come find me.” He says and ends the call. Shit. This is just perfect.

About 20 minutes later, I end up parked near the warehouse. I get out of my car and walk to the warehouse, listening to see if I can hear any music or sign of Cam. I walk up the steps to the warehouse and slowly walk to the door.

I peek inside the warehouse. I walk in and whisper “Cam?” No answer. “Cam?” I whisper again when I’m at the other side of the warehouse. I hear the door slam open and three guys walk in. They catch sight of me and smile.

“Looks like we got a sexy lady boys!” Yells the big guy in the middle of the three boys. They start walking towards me and I book it the side door. They all start running after me and I scramble to get out the door. I run a little ways down the gravel when one of the boys catches up to me and grabs me by the waist.

“Where ya goin sexy?” he says into my ear. I wriggle around in his arms and try to break free. I scream and he clamps his hand over my mouth. “Shhhh,” He says into my ear, “We wouldn’t want anyone to hear you.” He taunts. He throws me on the ground and I scrape my cheek. All three boys are around me now.

“Just let me go please.” I yell. In a second, the big guy has me over his shoulder, carrying me back into the warehouse. He sets me down and another guy comes up behind me and grabs my wrists and pulls them behind my back so I can’t move them. “Let me go!” I scream and the guy who grabbed me earlier punches me in the cheek. I kick him in the stomach and bang my head against the guy behind me. He lets go of my wrist and I run to the door, and out. I run down the gravel path and trip over something. I land hands first on the ground. My leg hurts so bad, I can barely stand. I manage to stand and I start limping down the cement street, towards some sort of civilization. Someone pushes me onto the ground and I wince in pain as I land on my hurt leg. The small boy who punched me starts towards me. I kick him in the balls and he falls to the ground. I start to stand and then start running-limp- towards the torn down house and sit on the front steps for a breath for about 3 minutes. I look up and realize there’s no one chasing me anymore. I’m all alone.

I start crying because of how much pain I’m in and because I could have been killed by those men. I can barely move my leg and I’m too weak to stand. I roll up my pant leg and gasp as I stare at a huge gash in my leg. I lean back on the steps, I’m not good with blood. I start crying even more, until I can’t breathe. I’m panting so much that I barely hear the sound of footsteps getting closer. I look up, threw my watery eyes, and barely make out a figure walking towards me.

“No! Leave me alone!” I scream, and start backing up on the front steps until I reach the door. I cover my face with my hands.

“Don’t scream, it’s just me.” A voice im really happy to hear.

Chris.

Chapter 7

He moves towards me and kneels in front of me. “What happened?” he asks me, worried spread all over his face.

“Um, I was, I don't know. I was trying to find Cam and-” he cut me off when he came closer and wiped a tear off my cheek. I covered my face with my hands and started to cry again. He came closer and sat next to me. He removed my hands from my face and held them while he examined me.

“Cam? What the hell were you doing looking for that asshole? You know what, nevermind that, can you stand?” he asks me. I nod my head no and he stands to pick me up. His arms around me, they make me feel safe. Hes cradling me like a baby, I wrap my hands around his neck and he starts to walk to K16. “I'm so sorry, this is all my fault.” he whispers in my ear. His fault? Ugh, I cant really think about anything else except the fact that my leg is in major pain, and I cant feel my cheek.

Before i know it, I'm in a car. He starts the engine and drives out of the K16 parking lot. He starts to drive in the direction of his house when he speaks up, "What were you thinking Satan? You could have gotten yourself killed, and why were you looking for Cam?"

“I’m sorry, but I was looking for him because he’s my chem partner and I needed to do some work with him. He told me he was down here and that I should come meet up with him to do the work, but when I got here, he wasn’t anywhere in sight.” I didn’t want to tell him about Cam telling me to go find him because he would just get even angrier.

“Well the important thing is that you’re ok. I’m taking you back to my place, you can crash there and I think I even have some of your clothes.” I’m happy that I can crash at his house so I don’t have to deal with climbing in through my window.

We arrive at his house and he gets out of the car and opens my door. I unbuckle my seat belt and wrap my arms around his neck as he picks me up. He carry’s me all the way to his room and sets me on his bed. He walks to his closet and searches for my clothes and he grabs a black tank top and some purple shorts. I remember those clothes, there from when we went swimming at Lake Equa and I forget them here after we came back to his house. He sets them on the bed and walks to his little bathroom.

“I’m gonna take a shower. I got sweaty from carrying you and you dirtied me."He says to me with a hint of amusement in his voice. I laugh a little and look at my clothes. Yup, im all dirty. 

“Can I take a shower in your brother’s room? I’m dirtier then you.” I laugh.

“Yeah of course.” He smiles and disappears behind the door.

I head down to his brothers room and into his bathroom. As I’m taking the shower, I try not to get soap in my cuts. I have to balance most of my weight on my right leg because my left hurts too much. After I'm done with the shower, I realize I forgot my clean clothes on his bed. Shit. I can’t wear my dirty ones. I pick up my underwear and bra- they seem to be ok- and grab the towel on the rack next to the shower. I wrap it around my torso and yell “Chris!” No answer. Damn, he must still be in the shower. I head out of Jakes room and towards Chris’s. I open the door a little to make sure he isn’t in there. Nope, no sign of Chris. I head in and grab my clothes. I can hear the water still running so I have time to dress. I put my bra and underwear on first, then my booty shorts. I pick up my tank top when I hear a cough and laugh.

I turn around and clutch my shirt to my chest to cover myself up. Chris is standing in his bathroom doorway shirtless, and smirking at me. “Chris!” I yell and swat my hand in the air in a movement to tell him to turn around. He laughs a little and turns around. I quickly put on my tank top. “Ok pervert, you can look now.” I say sarcastically.

“Hey, I'm not a pervert, I came out of the shower and you were standing there naked.” He says and threw a smile.

“I wasn’t naked, I just didn’t have a shirt on. For all I know you could have been standing there the entire time while I dressed.” I say back accusingly.

“Boy do I wish I was.” he says and I cant help but laugh a little.