The Gangleader Paction

Chapter 25: ➢ Frequent Kidnapping Card

I should be the protagonist of a Lemony Snicket novel. A Series of Unfortunate Events starring Skyler Brooklynn, the gullible duck.

As much as Xavier hated me, I really liked him. There was something about him that made my stomach flutter, and yet he was the worst person for me to have a crush on. He had me kidnapped, shot at, held hostage, and had a bounty set on. 

Talk about toxic relationships. 

Shaking my head helplessly, I recollected myself, lazily trudging my way back into the house.

If I was going to start living here again, I should really replenish my necessities so I don't have to drink stale coffee every morning.

But most importantly I needed ice cream.

To cry over Xavier and watch The Notebook. Obviously!

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"That'll be $34.50," The pudgy lady behind the counter stated boredly as she held out her hand. I nodded, fumbling with my cash before I handed her the exact amount. She snatched her hand back and counted the coins before putting it through the register and handing me back a receipt.

I mentally sulked thinking about my smashed Mr. Potato Head piggy bank at home when I saw the numbers ascending in the receipt. My poor savings.

Wait how much is the toilet paper? 5.49?! That 3 ply piece of the flushable paper better send me into the Avatar State or something every time I wipe if I'm paying so much for them. What the heck?!

Grabbing my bag of groceries I strolled my way out of the store, beginning my exhausting walk back to my house. Damn was I really this unfit? For someone who's been running from gang members and from Xavier, every time I kiss him, I sure don't have a good portion of stamina.

I wonder what Xavier is doing right now? Probably going about his daily business pretending like I never existed.

Now that I think about it, Xavier had this entire intricate plan ready to go about some event, or something, I can't remember. I wonder how that's going to work out for him now that I ran away and there were no more wanted posters of my face he could use to his advantage. Or my feather little ass for that matter.

"Stupid Xavier," I grumbled, continuing to trudge up the hill to my house. After I get inside, set up my groceries, me and my favorite ice cream are going to finally catch up on those episodes of Teen Wolf. 

My thoughts wandered to the others that graced the Dante residence. I wonder how Natasha was doing, she had been really busy with a couple of tasks with Nathan and I never even got to see them before my little outburst and I ran away. 

As much as I hated it, I kind of missed Jason too. I thought about it for a moment.

Sike no, I don't miss Jason, that stupid little dickweed.

But I do miss Gabe. Man, I really miss Gabriel. I wonder if he's eaten. 

My train of thoughts came to a stumbling halt as my eyes zeroed in on the two figures standing outside my front door. Okay, now I really don't remember there being two poles in front of my house, and I just left my front door 30 minutes ago. 

I'm getting really bad Deja Vu right now. Why was this so familiar?

I was not making the same mistake twice. Pretending like I never saw them, I turned around, whistling an innocent tune as I tried to quickly hurry back to wherever the duck I just came from. Part of me felt a little joyous thinking it was Nathan and that prick Jason coming back to take me back to the Dante Mansion but I'd know their builds anywhere and these guys, definitely not Nate and Jason.