[Chapter 22]~Mental Complex~"Look I'm sorry! But you look amazing?... Kinda." Yosef tries to cover up as the highlighter haired lady speed walks towards us.Her hair, which I assume was a light blonde before, is now a neon orange. It looks awful, the dye job was probably done when she was sleeping or was in her shampoo bottle judging by the unevenness."Does it? Well then you'll be happy that I dye your fucking ball hair this too, right? Since it looks so fucking great in your eyes." She screeches.Yosef pushes me in front of him as the lady stops a ruler away from me. Allowing her eyes to flicker over my entire form, making me feel uncomfortable with her 5"9 height towering over me.As if it was possible, she steps closer to me; leaning down to examine what little part of my face she could see. Just as she's about to reach for the face mask, Cole grabs her hand and pulls her to him."Who is this?" She questions."One of-" Yosefs answer is cut off by the highlighter lady."Was I fuck

[Chapter 23]~Phsychotic~"And then he just left?" Harmony voices her thoughts aloud."Yip." I say popping the p."And what did you say to the vomit dude?" She queries although it's hard to hear her over the loud music, even though we are at the back."I was so scared he was going to vomit on me. I just ran." I recall the last hour of my life.Harmony bursts out laughing, to the point of needing to clutch her stomach. The people hanging around the backyard turn to look at us, most of them too stoned to comprehend anything but they're still able to give us dizzy looking dirty looks."Keep quiet oh my lord Harmony people are starring at us." I whisper harshly to her.While I was wondering the front porch Harmony approached me and we some how hit it off. She doesn't attend my school, quite bubbly if I say so myself. I had to make up a story as to how I came about the party.Harmony seems nice but too bubbly for my liking, I truly hope I never see her again."Hey? So I have a perpetual lac

[Chapter 24]~Yellow Head~His head covered by a wet potato sack, the water drips coolly down his shoulders, wetting his shirt in the process. I'm quite surprised at how agile and quiet the men and women were, only a few guards were injured and knocked out and you couldn't even hear them.Cole and Zack quietly instruct them what needs to be done and leave them to transport the leader of the Halcóns back to Scorpion territory and base. I'm surprised at how little of a fight he put up, but I'm guessing they really did a number on him, by the way he's being dragged limply and judging by the blood dripping down his white shirt.The men and woman split off from us and head in a different direction. The boys and I continue to trek a few more metres before coming to the car we hid on the side of the road a few properties over.

[Chapter 25]~Slur--pee~{Let's stay in Coles POV ?}"Okay, safe."Zack rides off, leaving Isabella and I on my doorstep. She turns to open the door, its only Sunday so she's still here; for another week. My mother went to bed quite a while ago, well before we left."Can I make tea?" Isabella asks timidly.Rolling my eyes in response I nod, hurrying up to my room. Hardly sparing her a glance.After placing all the knives and Isabellas computer down in their little hiding spots, I walk back down the stairs. Isabella sits on the couch sipping tea, I'm assuming. Her laptop rests on her lap as she types with one hand.The floorboards of the old house creak as I make my way to the front door. Freddie's having a party tonight, drinks, drugs, random tattoo artists; just what I nee

(Shorter Chapter, sorry)[Chapter 27]~Liver Failure is real~"Where were you?" Justin asks.I think back to the awkward encounter that just took place. Dolores had called her friend, whose name was actually Sailor. It was weird seeing the girl that Dolores thought I'd be 'perfect' for. And she also made a point of telling Sailor this as well. Sailor had scrutinised me with a heavy gaze.I've never felt so naked, and she made a point to look a my lack of chest that Justin let hang out. Gosh! I don't want that to happen again. I've never had it happen with anyone but Dolores and her friend were both very confident. Boys have never paid attention to me so why would she?I was shocked at how Dolores could be so happy and bubbly after a traumatic experience but she didn't seem phased one bit. Is that norma