Disclaimer: I insulted the name Gina a few times, no offense to all the Gina's reading this, in my defense, My name is also Gina so... yeah, I'm calling myself a whore. . .
Chapter Thirteen|| She Sounds like a Whore
Coen played with the knife in his hand as he stared at me. He had abducted me while I was throwing the trash and brought me to some sort of building.
It looked like a motel, it had many rooms and I was being held on one of them, with this insane motherfucker.
"So, little girl/boy, I know that you witnessed in the woods," he said, as he stared at me.
Oh, fuck, he was going to kill me. Where the fuck is Sam? He promised that this piece of shit wouldn't hurt me.
"Usually, I would continue this conversation by slitting your throat and seeing you choke on your own blood."
Fuck me. God, please help me. I'm sorry that I took that candy bar from the dollar store when I was ten, and I'm also sorry I told my grandma that she was going to die old and alone.
I promise I-
"But since you're romantically involved with one of my best men, I'll let you out with a warning."
I let out a breath of relief.
You got my back, God.
"-But, if you ever say a word about the incident then I will rip your head off and feed it to my dogs, is that understood?"
I spoke too soon.
I nodded my head, for the first time in my 17 years, I had no witty comment to make.
"What the fuck is she doing here, Coen?" I heard someone snarl.
I turned and caught a glance of Sam, who had a girl carried in his arms. His bruises were fading away but you could still see them if you were close enough.
The brunette in his arms was covered in blood, and so was he which made me wonder how they got here without being questioned.
Wait- who the fuck was the bitch in his arms?
"I was just having a talk with her. What happened to Gina?"
Ugh, Gina, she sounds like a whore.
"Tommy exploded, a flying limb hit her in the face and she passed out," he muttered before trying to put her down in one of the couches.
Tommy exploded? What the fuck?
"Don't out her on the sofa! She's going to stain- no, don't put her on the floor either, she's going to get blood all over my rug!" Coen exclaimed.
"Wait, she's waking up!"
I watched as Gina -ew- opened her eyes- her eyes were so fucking nasty- they were a light blue mixed with a but of green which reminded me of the mold that grows on pools.
Her genetics fucked her over, oh well.
She opened her pink plump lips- also ew- and spoke.
"What the fuck happened?" She asked as she stood up, revealing her thin, curvy body- which was horrifying.
Ugh, who am I kidding, she's hot as fuck. And so is her name! She's going to take Sam away from me- wait, since when do I give a fuck about Sam?
"Tommy's leg knocked you out," Sam spoke as he looked at her with tenderness.
Why didn't he look at me like that? What did she have that I didn't have?
Okay, she was way hotter than me but that's besides the point.
"And who is this?" She asked as she raised an eyebrow at me.
Is this bitch giving me attitude? I'll fucking kick her face off.
"Sam's girlfriend," I heard myself saying, "We were just leaving, weren't we, baby?"
Sam raised an eyebrow and I could see Gina crossing her arms. Coen also looked amused.
"Oh, I didn't know you were into dykes now," she chuckled at Sam.
Oh, no she didn't.
Before I knew it, I was pulling at her hair and smashing her against the wall.
"I'll tear your fucking hair out of your skull, dumb bitch!" I exclaimed.
She filled me over and landed a few blows on me before Sam tore her off of me.
Gina held onto her hair and snarled at me.
"You shouldn't joke around like that with Sawyer, she doesn't have as dark as humor as you do," he whispered. But the dumb fuck might as well have shouted it out because I heard it all.
"I'll give you some of this too, fucker," I snarled.
Sam rolled his eyes but smiled. "I'm going to shower then I'll take you home, deal?"
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and I nodded.
"Yeah, I need a shower too," Gina announced.
Oh, no, that bitch was not taking a shower with Sam.
"I'll come with," I said as I grabbed onto Sam's hand.
I scrunched up my nose as I felt the dry texture of blood but refused to let go.
"Really?" Sam asked.
I nodded and smiled. "You act as if we haven't taken showers together before," I answered, loud enough for Gina to hear.
Sam furrowed his eyebrows but said nothing.
"Alright then," he turned to look at Coen next, who was sitting on the sofa, looking at a playboy magazine, "I'll talk to you later."
"So are you taking a shower with me?"
I scoffed at Sam and laid down on the bed next to the bathroom. How was he not faced that another person's blood was on him?
He shook his head. "I was promised a shower with a hot chick," he said as he stared me down, "Oh, well, I'll call Gina then."
I flew off the bed and stood in front of him. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?" I growled.
Sam smirked smugly and raised an eyebrow. "Are you jealous?"
"Of your fucking crusty ass? No," I growled but I was sure he knew I was lying.
"Okay, babe, whatever you say, I'll go take a shower now," he trailed off as he walked into the bathroom.
"Asswipe," I spat.
He came out after a bit, but this time, he was completely naked. "I'm giving you one more chance to join." He winked.
"Ugh. . . I-" I stammered as I tried to keep my eye son his, no doubt my face was red.
Honestly, fuck this guy.
"I'm joking with you, Collins, I'll be right back."
Okay, yes, I know, I updated really late but I promise now I will go faster because my college classes are over and I'll basically spend my time in the library now and I'll have time to write.
Plus, last chapter got more votes than usual, so I'm thinking long waits makes you guys want to vote???
Anyways, don't attack me but leave me a fucking comment because I am very, very lonely.
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