~In the diner with the Backstreet Boys~
"I cannot believe she just did that!" Nick said, surprised and disgusted at the same time.
"Who does she think she is? Aretha Fanklin or something?" Nick thought to himself. A.J. was still just sitting there, a shocked look on his face. Nick stood up and ran out the door of the diner, and saw the girl in the distance.
"Yo quiro taco bell!!!" he shouted at her. She quickly ran back to him.
"Did you just call me a taco slut?!?!" she asked him.
"Ummm no.....but now that you mention it, you do look like a 2 cent whore with that outfit on."
She was enraged by that point, so she kicked him right smack in the balls and when he fell to the ground. She stood there laughing her ass off. By that time, the other Backstreet Boys had come out of the diner to watch the scene they were causing. Nick stumbled to his feet, throwing a line of obsentities at the girl before turning and walking towards the boys. All the guys were laughing by then, and A.J. noticed the girl turn and head off down the highway. He called out to her, and she quickly turned around and started walking back, wondering exactly it was that he wanted. She stood in front of them and looked at them expectantly. Finally, after what seemed like hours of silence A.J. spoke up.
"Hey baby, you got a name?"
"First of all, I'm NOT your baby, you digusting pervert, and my name is Mercedes," she replied rudely.
"Well, Mercedes, are you a slut? 'Cause if you got the goods...I got the dough," he told her slyly.
She was about to say no and slap him, but then she had a thought, 'If I say yes, then I could probably get to the airport a lot faster,' she reasoned. After a few more seconds she finally spoke up.
"Yes, A.J. I am." she said slyly, slipping the coat off to reveal only a metal bra.
"Oh baby!" A.J. said friskily. From a distance, a man was calling to them.
"Hey guys! Come on! We got to get going! We have to meet management at the hotel in an hour," The man who appeared to be the bus driver said.
"Come on baby, we can go to my hotel room." A.J. implied slyly.
~Back with Mercedes~
A.J. put his arm around me and I was completely digusted.
' What the hell was I thinking?'
Suddenly the most crazy plan formulated in my head. I snickered lightly lightly, A.J. noticed this and smiled.
"You that excited baby?"
I gave him a sly smile and returned to my plan. When we reached the bus, I made perfectly sure I was the first one to get on. The bus driver watched patiently from outside the bus as I got on. I climbed up the first step and quickly whirled around, kicking A.J. with all the might in me, sending him crashing to the ground, knocking all the other Backstreet Boys to the ground. I laughed and quickly hopped in the driver seat. Shutting the door and gunning the engine, I soon speed off on the highway, on the Backstreet bus.
"I stole the Backstreet bus! Yea, yea, yea!!!" I kept saying to myself.
'What the hell have I done! I could go to jail for this!!!" I thought logically. 'Aw hell, I don't give two shits.' I pulled out my map and saw that I had about five more miles till I got to the airport.
At the airport...
I pulled up and parked, figuring I had a few minutes to kill, I ventured to the back of the bus. Seeing some CD's, I decided to look through them. When I saw the Journey import CD, I was just dying to have, I knew I just had to have it. With no hesitation, I stuck that and the portable CD player in my purse.
"Great! I'm a criminal!!" I thought aloud.
"Your damn right you are," Nick replied smugly.
Not knowing what else to do, I tried to make a brake for the door, but I was stopped by A.J.
"Hey baby! Where do you think you're going?"
He grabbed my arm and pulled me farther back into the bus. A.J. led me back to the couch, and told me to sit. A.J. and Howie sat on both sides of me to make sure I didn't get up. I nervously watched there every move. When I heard the bus start and drive away from the airport, I had no idea where I was going or what I was going to do. I felt A.J.'s eyes on me and I nervously turned and looked at him.
"You have no idea how much fun we are going to have later," he whispered slyly.
I gulped, swallowing the lump in my throat. I had no clue how I was going to get back to Michelle, and no idea how to get away from A.J.
I looked around the bus, trying to keep my mind of "later." Nick was drawing, Brian was watching Ricki Lake, Kevin was looking at the Victoria Secret catalog, and A.J. and Howie were looking at me.
"What have I gotten myself into?" I asked myself aloud.
"Pretty soon, I hope you'll be into me," A.J. remarked smugly.
"You're so digusting," I replied, thoroughly digusted.
"I have to get to the hospital," I told A.J. matter-of-factly.
"Why babe? You don't have to worry about being pregnant because we haven't even done anything yet," A.J. smirked.
I sighed and continued, "I really have to go back."
"No way! If you leave we will press charges on you for battery and grand-auto theft, which I hear these days is a few years in prison. But I'm sure we could work out some kind of agreement," A.J. stated.
"Agreement? I'm almost afraid of the answer."
"Yes, if you give me thirty minutes of your time, I will take you back to the hospital tomorrow morning."
"Well,...I guess," I said reluctantly, not knowing any other options.
We arrived at the hotel twenty minutes later. I slowly got off the bus and made my way through the huge hotel with A.J. to his room. I had never done anything like this before, so I was pretty scared.
"Well baby....the bed, floor, couch, shower, or balcony?" he asked me, sounding overly excited.
"The bed," I replied sadly.
"Why so down babe? I'm sure I can make you feel better."
Before I had a chance to reply, A.J. walked over and started kissing my neck. I knew what I was about to do was wrong, but I knew there was no other way to get back to Michelle. Getting bored with my neck, A.J. brought his lips to mine. At first I didn't kiss him back but I soon gave into the temptation. His hands began to roam my body, and that's when I started to panic. He lead me over to the bed and laid down next to me. Not noticing what A.J. was doing, he was slowly unbuttoning my shirt. Looking down at his bulge, I realized the he wanted me pretty badly. I knew that I couldn't go through with this, so I quickly formulated a plan. After A.J. removed my shirt and bra, it was time to take action. I kissed A.J. very forcefully and started to take his clothes off. When he was in his boxers he turned to me and said,
"Baby, you're over dressed."
I nodded and took the rest of my clothes off just leaving my underwear on.
A.J. continued kissing me, then took off his boxers. I knew it was time and I jumped off the bed, through on my clothes, and jumped off the balcony, landing two stories below. I heard A.J. yell and I ran off, going nowhere imparticular. After a few minutes of running, I stopped at a park bench and sat down, trying to formulate the best plan to get to the hospital. Before I knew what was happening, someone grabbed me from behind and dragged to a waiting car, before I even had a chance to scream.
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