"Oh my god! Mercedes!" I screamed
in a stream of worry and confusion.
"Mi...Mi...Michelle?" was the last thing 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 let 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 mabey
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.......