Revenge #wattys2015

chapter 22- beware of Celeste-zilla

He wasn't some freaky voodoo witch Doctor was he?

I told that thought to scram as soon as it popped into my mind.

My phone buzzed.

Do you wanna go out tonight?
-Malcolm

Without thinking, I sent 'yes'. My eyes widened at what I had just typed.

Crap, oh crap.

Great! Can't wait to see you
-Malcolm

I swallowed back my guilt.

Actually the girls and I are going out tonight. Sorry, it slipped my mind. -Hazel

I bit my lip in anticipation as I waited for his reply.

Oh -Malcolm.

That was it. One word. But I could feel the emotions that radiated from it. Hurt, disappointment, and maybe a touch of bitterness?

I know it sounds weird, but his text sounded sad.

I slumped my shoulders in defeat. Then I clasped my hands together and prayed to all the saints and gods that Harley, Sophia, and Celeste, didn't rip my head off tonight.

Gathering all the courage I had left, I typed a single text.

Do you want to come with us?

He replied faster than I expected.

Absolutely -Malcolm.

I shut my phone off and stared at the wall, well tonight should certainly be interesting.

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"YOU DID WHAT!?"

Celeste screamed at me. I cowered under her terrifying gaze.

"I just... Thought maybe he could come with us..." I said trying to sound like a 22 year old woman and not like a terrified mouse.

Celeste was one scary bitch when she got upset. She certainly wasn't someone to mess with. She's been rambling insults these last fifteen minutes about Malcolm.

"SO! MR. PRETTY BOY THINKS HE CAN DO WHAT HE WANTS HUH!? TRYING TO STEAL MY BEST FRIEND AWAY! I'LL RIP HIS HEAD OFF AND STICK IT IN A SACK. THEN I'LL FEED IT TO MY DOG !"

"You don't have a dog." Sophia stated calmly. She actually had the courage to talk. Bravo.

"WELL THEN I'LL BUY ONE! OR MAYBE I'LL FLY TO LOUISIANA AND FEED IT TO THE ALLIGATORS!"

If I wasn't the target of Celeste's fury, I'd be laughing my ass off right now.

"I'VE KNOWN THIS GIRL SINCE I WAS FIFTEEN. AND SOME BIGSHOOT SUPERSTAR IS NOT TAKING HER AWAY! FRIENDS COME FIRST! I'M GONNA WRING MY HANDS AROUND THAT PRETTY LITTLE NECK OF HIS."

"I'M GONNA SQUEEZE THE LIFE OUTTA HIM. THEN I'M GONNA SLICE HIM AND DICE HIM. THEN I'LL BURN HIS REMAINS IN A CAMPFIRE AND DANCE AROUND IT SINGING HAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN!"