"Oh my god! Mercedes!" I screamed in a stream of worry and confusion.
"Mi...Mi...Michelle?" was the last thing she heard before she fainted.
~Mercedes~
I woke up in a bus of some kind. Slowly lifting my head and looking up, I saw worried faces all around me. There were tears in Michelle's eyes, and I couldn't tell why.
"Michelle, how could this happen! I was hoping I would never see you again." Michelle bellowed, almost unable to speak.
"Wha...what do you mean hoping you would never se..see me again." I asked, almost afraid of the answer. Mercedes signaled to the other faces in the room and they left without a word.
"Well, I paid those men to take you away, and here you are, right back with me."
"Wha...what?" I asked, thoroughly confused.
"You know very well what I mean, you hoe. Everybody has always liked you better than me, and with you gone, I was actually somebody special. I am nothing compared to you and I know it. I paid all those people to keep you away, but it just never works. I hate you and I never wanted to see you again. But for the time being, you are staying with me until I figure out what to do with you. "
"Why are you doing this?" Mercedes asked cautiously. "Why did you pretend to be my friend for all these years?"
"You know, I really don't know. I suppose maybe because you gave me a place to live. But I hated living with you. I only stayed because I had no where else to go."
" I can't believe you. I won't believe you. Your not that kind or cruel hearted person. I know your not. Now get out and leave me alone." Michelle got up and left with a triumphant look on her face.
I sat in silence, trying to collect my thoughts and sort out this big problem I was in, when suddenly the door flew open and landing all over my already groaty shoes was somebody blonde. Laughter could be heard form the other side of the bus and Iooked at this person strangely.
"Ummm....hi" blondie said as he stumbled to his feet. He looked at me uncertainly, eyes wandering off towards the door.
"Umm...er...well....do you know where the bathroom is at?" He asked me with a hopeful expression.
"No, where?" I replied sarcastically.
"I don't know, I was asking you. Anyway, could I sit down?" Blondie asked, sitting before I had a chance to answer.
"What's your name blondie?" I asked him with a not-really-caring look.
"Umm... I don't know what do you think it is?" he replied, turning to look at me.
"Well, I'll just call you blondie then. So Blondie, have any idea when were stopping?"
"Yea, we'll be at the hotel in like 20 minutes. Just so you know, Michelle told me I have to room with you. I just want you to know, I am totally cool with you being a lesbian and everything." He said, saying the last part quickly.
"I am not a lesbian, what are you talking about and where did you get that idea from?" I asked, confused.
" Well Michelle told us you were a lesbian with a couple of her friends. She also told us about you having a miscarriage with the baby of your lesbian girlfriend, however that is possible." Mercedes just stared at Nick in shock. The only problem was, Mercedes couldn't deny the truth.......
Chapter 11
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