Chappie 15: Get in line baby

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I tried to shoot laser beams out of my eyes at Jared but I was too cold to get out any fire juice.
"Did you just lock us in " was what I was trying to ask but it came out as
"Yiy you yus ock ug in"I said in a deadly low voice I rarely used which sounded colder from the ice thawing my tongue
"What was that?"He asked while cupping his hand behind his ear.
I repeated the question getting even annoyed by the second.
"Come again"
"I thwear tho Godth Thared -"
He scratched the back of his neck nervously
"I might've locked us in"
I huffed out a big breath .
I gestured towards my tongue hoping he would get the message
"Oh my God!How did that even happen "he said with a pained look on his face as if his tongue was stuck to the container. Get in line baby!
He slowly walked towards me and knelt on the floor next to me.He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and held it up to my tongue ,defrosting it .After 5 minutes I slid my tongue away from the ice cream but my tongue was still kinda cold so I just sucked on my thumb dammit these jaw cramps are killing me. I started shivering really badly, I guess I was in here for way too long and I was starting to freeze because I chose to wear a dress because what are the odds that the average teen get stuck in a freezer."I've got to get out of this freezer before I freeze and get preserved for future museums"I said between shivers
"It's actually a meat locker and you're most probably going to die"he stated matter-of-factly
"Not if I skin you and where you as a coat"
"Or we could just hug until someone comes to help us ,to maintain body heat" he said this with no smile on his face so I figured he was serious
"You're kidding me right?"
"No actually , I'm not"
"Eew, I'm not about to cuddle with you in a freezer pedophilic gramps"I say with a scowl on my face
"I'm starting to freeze , please Adelaide?"
I looked at his pretty gray eyes ... high-cheekbones ...the long black lashes that matched his jet black hair and his full pink lips...the bridge of his nose that looked odd and his eyebrows that were currently arched ,awaiting my answer.
I sighed in defeat
"No"
"Is it the personal space thing 'cause right now we both can't afford that- "
"I don't want to be found dead in a meat locker attached to some 35-40 year old in his own diner!"
"I'm not 35 or 40 .I'm actually turning 20.
"So you're 19 ?"
"Yes according to my Birth Certificate"
"How can you own this business at 19?"
He sat on the floor leaning his head against the wall.
"I found this place when I was 16 ,when I used to run out of the house to clear my head .So one day after a fight with my dad I stumbled across this place, but it wasn't as cool as it looks now, mostly just spider web's ,dust and rubble.I felt like the diner ,crumbled and forgotten but if someone put in enough effort it could be healed ,so I cleaned it up all by myself fixed a few things and it looked half okay.My uncle owned a furniture store and he had these couches that were there but nobody was interested in so I asked him for them and he gave them to me.I put them in and the place started to look like a diner behind a dusty film.I found this investor and I asked him to invest into the diner ,told him I would make him proud.He invested and I payed off every single cost I needed for the finishing touches, I loved it whole-heartedly ,I still do.He owned it for a year until I owned 18 and when I did he told me he would until I was 21 to avoid any complications, I agreed but I was to call the shots . And that's how this place came to be and how I own it at this age"he finished
He nudged me with his foot seeing as I was sat in the far corner a cross from him , eyes closed and head tilted to the side.
He lightly scoffed and chuckled a little and I heard him move closer to sit right next to me.He draped a jacket over us I didn't know he had .
I peeled my left eye open "where did this come from?"
"It was on the trolley I brought in here"
I moved closer to him and put my head on his shoulder feeling a little warmer.
"Can I put my arm around you ?"
"Only because you're not a 40 years old"
He draped his arm around my waist and I snuggled into his still warm chest , it was nothing romantic at all.
I tilted my head upward to look at him to find him looking at me and our faces were so close they were almost touching.
I looked down at his lips that were turning purple and I sucked my lip knowing my lips probably looked the same, trying to bring the blood back
We both looked away simultaneously .
"Are we going to die in a meat locker? "I asked
"No , it's 11h40 there's a guy who brings meat to the diner at 11h40 and his probably on his way
And after he said that the door opens and a guy moving in ,back towards us props open the door and brings in a box of meat , Animeé following closely behind him. She sees us immediately
"Oh my glob! That's where you are !I was so worried that you were kidnapped or something "
"I came in to get peas and forgot to prop the door open and I locked myself in ,I decided to lick ice-cream from a container and got my tongue stuck , your uncle walked In but I scared the bejezuz out of him-"
"You did not scar-"he rudely interrupted
"And he locked us in again" I continued
"And that's how we got here."
"And now it's time to get out and get you warm Adelaide before you freeze to death"
"Can I have some hot cocoa ?"I asked No one in particular
"I thought you'd never ask "they both answered simultaneously
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Authors Note

This is the first authors note of the year , I don't even know what to say , I hope you guys had a great Christmas and New year!!
Second update in a row , I'm quite happy , I really hope you enjoy it .
I don't have much to say yet except for the readers I see rising so thank you for that ,you don't know how good it feels to see that number when didn't even think you would get to 500, so Thank You guys a whole bunch.
I finally changed the book cover , I hope you guys like it , I might change it again . I love you guys.

Shimmer like glitter
AraZee_

Until next time

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