Punching the Gang leader

Chapter One

Edited

Stella

I bob my head along to the song that was currently playing, the beat, and the gummy bears I just ate giving me more energy than I needed. "In the kitchen wrist twistin' like it's stir fry" I sing along, jumping side to side as I walked down the sidewalk. If people looked over at me they'd probably think I was having a seizure while trying to dance.

The song changes to the next and I stop dancing disappointed. I notice how the sidewalk was way to close to the street. Is that even safe? Did the city want people to be taken out by a car? An image of a random person being wiped out by a car plays inside my head and I snicker aloud. Ten points for people in green shirts.

The annoying sound of my ring tone starts to play and I groan. I know this ring tone, I set it up for both of my parent's numbers. I take my phone out of my back pocket and press 'accept' grudgingly. I unplug my earbuds and press my phone against my ear.

"It's Stella, what do you want?" I sing into the phone not bothering to hide my annoyance.

"Stella!" The harsh voice of my mother hisses in my ear "that is no way to speak to your mum." Does my accent still sound like that? I've been in America for a couple of months now I hope not.

I roll my eyes and look around at the empty park. 'Maybe if you acted like a mother I wouldn't talk to you like I do' I mentally snap.
But alas I didn't say my thoughts aloud, instead, I said; "And yet I did, but seriously what do you want?"

I swear I can physically feel her gritting her teeth.

"I wanted to know if you're coming home for your birthday." Her voice was meant to be impassive but I knew what she wanted me to say. I almost fucked with her and said yes, but even I wasn't that cruel.

"No" I inform her. I plan on spending the day in an oversized Nike hoodie and underwear. Watching my recordings of Loud House and stuffing my face with store-bought chocolate pie with Novah and Sage. Chocolate pie is so delicious and my mouth watered just by thinking about it.

"What a shame, we all miss you dearly" my mum chirps, sounding noticeably happier.

I scoff, "yeah I'm sure. Tell the brat I said hello." I pause as a wicked smile tugs my lips upwards, "oh and tell my little sis' I said hello to her too."

I snicker when I hear a deep growl of disapproval from my father.

"Well as fun as this has been I gotta' go. Don't call again unless someone died." I quickly hang up and put my phone on do not disturb before shoving it in my bra. I put my earbuds in my back pocket and continue my journey back to my apartment in silence. Or what would have been silence if there wasn't a loud ass engine rumbling behind me

Annoyed I glance over my shoulder to glare at the car. I find that a black van that looks like it belongs to a kidnapper is the culprit and frown. I shrug and turn around, I'd rather not piss off whoever was driving that thing. I hear it get closer and closer and clench my fist. Jesus though was it annoying.

They should really buy something to fix that motor.

Before I can even register what's happening I'm being lifted up into the air and pulled backwards. My shoulders slam against something rock hard and I blink shell shocked as I watch the doors roll shut. The person holding me tightens their grip, expecting me to start fighting. My jaw is unhinged for a total of .3 seconds before I scream my lungs out.