Yes, I am crazy

Chapter 24 - Asshole 2.0

Hunter's POV

When I woke up, it was to a cursing voice, and something stinging in my cheeks. Was I being bitch-slapped?

"Hunter!" 'Smack!'

Yes. Yes I was. 

I tried to pry open my eyes, and raised an arm to protect myself from the incoming hand.

'Smack!' The person slapping me seemed way to enthusiastic for my liking. 

I managed to open my eyes and squinted at the light that burned them. Blinking away the dark spots that covered my vision, I sat up and tried to orientate myself. 

Looking around, I struggled to make sense of the situation as I saw my people scattered around the room, all seemingly unconscious. The person sitting beside me let out a sigh of relief and I finally recognized the person having awoken me; Jake. 

Gingerly, I rubbed my sore cheeks and peeked questionably at Jake. 

"What happened?" 

Jake looked wide eyed at me and I raised my eyebrows at him. 

"I don't know," he said, confounded. 

I shook my head in an attempt to clear the fogginess that clouded my mind, and started get up. Jake helped me and I looked around again. That's when I noticed the absence of a very peculiar, annoying girl. 

Samantha was gone. 

Samantha's POV

"If you let me go right now, I can promise that I won't karate the fudge out of you!" 

"Sure you will," a man grunted, obviously not concerned. His funeral. 

After having been injected with a needle that ordered me unconscious, I was handcuffed and received a very itchy bag over my head. Judging by the bumpy floor, it was safe to assume I was inside a van, and further investigation involving me kicking out revealed two other men sitting in the back with me. One had a tight grip around my arm, and the other man sat opposite of me, quiet. 

I wasn't too worried about my predicament, seeing as this was actually the second kidnapping I've had to endure in the span of three days. I just figured it had to be that kind of week, nothing unusual about it. 

One thing I detested though, was the boredom. The cuffs and bag didn't bother me that much, but the endless waiting and cluelessness about our heading had me very annoyed. Giving threats didn't give very much of a reaction, and I was done sitting quietly. 

Making conversation was very hard to do when not knowing who you are speaking to, and as I just found out, being kidnapped really put a damper on getting to know your assailants. 

Therefore, me being the amazing person I was, decided to give my abductors name in order to have an improved dialoge. Anything else would just be plain rude. 

So, "Sadistic 1, where are we going?" 

I got no answer. 

"Asshole 2.0, when will we be arriving?"

...

"I have to pee."

"Shut up," the gruff voice I recognized as Sadistic 1 said and shook the arm in which he was holding me in place. 

Not much of a talker, they were. But it was okay, there was still one person whom I could always rely on. 

Myself. 

"So, Sam, second kidnapping in three days. Must be a record," I said out-loud, ignoring the grumbling male beside- and the peeved man opposite of me. 

"Yeah, but you know how it is. Have to see it from the bright side: no school!"

"I know. Awesome, right?"

"I wonder how Luke and Logan is doing now."

"Well, last I heard, they were eating toothpaste-infected cookies - so they're probably alright."

"Yeah. Did you watch that movie? The one with the ducks and assassins?"

"Nah, but it sounds like something I would like to see. Was it good?"

"Well-"

'Samantha, stop talking to yourself,' Ce finally spoke up, the first time since my second capture. 

I was confused. "I thought that was what I was doing every time I spoke to you." 

Ce was quiet for a moment. 

'There are some things I've never told you,' she eventually stated, almost hesitant. 

"Well, I haven't told you everything about me either," I said and shrugged. Even I have to keep secrets from myself, duh. 

'No Samantha, that's not what I meant.'

"What are you trying to say?" Right now, it just felt like she was intentionally trying to disorientate me. 

It seemed like she was taking a deep breath, preparing to reveal whatever shocking truth she had kept hidden.  

'I'm not actually-'

"What are you saying?" Previously titled Asshole 2.0 just became Enormous Asshole three-freaking-thousand. 

"SHH!" I hushed with force. They couldn't just interrupt my inner voice in a very important moment like that. Annoying people. 

"What were you saying Ce?" I inquired, intent on hearing what she had to admit. 

'I'm not you... I'm not Ce.'

I shook my head. "I don't understand."

'I'm not your conscious and you're not talking to yourself. You never was. My real name is Sarah.'

Dun Dun DUUUN!

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I'm doing an amazing job of confusing myself with all the names I come up with on the spot, and then I have to got back and look everything up so I don't confuse them further. I'm such an amazing writer, you know? He...

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