Chapter eleven

Chapter 11

I started waking up when I heard two familiar voices, but I couldn’t remember how exactly I knew them. I heard them and it sounded like they were fighting each other, a battle of words.

“Let me see her.” I heard a voice say, one that was deep, gentle, but it was obvious that it was strong and sturdy, it seemed to consume me. Who did the voice belong to?

“Sorry,” said a voice that sounded like it wasn’t sorry at all, “she isn’t allowed to see visitors today.”

“I will see her whether you like it or not Griffin.” He said Griffin’s name has if he hated him.

“Good luck with that, Asher.” The guy who was Griffin said Asher’s name with as much hatred as Asher had said his own name.

I tried to stay still making them think I was still asleep. I heard footsteps growing farther and farther away.

Then a new set came in and asked, “Has she awoken yet?” Again the voice sounded very familiar, but I couldn’t put a name on it.

“No,” said the guy called Griffin, “she should be stirring any moment now. The pill that was in the banana should have worn off now.” What pill? In what banana? I saw a flash of memory in my brain. It was very blurry and I saw myself on the ground looking up to see a boy that looked really concerned, I was in his arms. Then I saw another guy he seemed a little too happy, he was smiling at me as he hovered over. Next I saw a girl, she was crying. I wanted to tell her I would be alright, but I couldn’t speak or move. It was as if I was paralyzed.

My flashback was broken when two people came in; they didn’t know I was awake yet. So they continued to talk.

“She will be perfect for our…organization….”

“Most definitely father.”

“She shouldn’t remember anything.”

“I know.” I knew then that I couldn’t trust anything that these men told me, they didn’t know that I sill knew some things. My name: Cammie, I had a boyfriend, I think it was the boy called Asher, I have a twin, and I knew that these people really weren’t an “organization” they were something much worse.

“Go wake her up.” The guy that was Griffin came over to me and whispered in my ear.

“Cam, sweetie? Wake up, you fainted and hit your head.” I moaned, because that was the only response I could think of without giving away the fact that I didn’t believe him. Why did he just call me sweetie? Why is he hugging me? What’s with the look on his face? He leans in and his face is centimeters from mine. That was when I pushed him away.

“NO!” I scream in his face.

“What’s the matter Cammaroni? I’m your boyfriend!” As he said that another memory came into my mind. A good looking man, who could be my father was standing next to my bedside, he kissed me on the forehead and whispered, “Good night Cammaroni,” in my ear. He left my room and shut the door. Wait, that man was my father!

“You are most definitely NOT my boyfriend,” I stand up and start to pace the floor.

“I think you are mistaken. Griffin and you have been dating for over a year now,” said the man in the corner Griffin had called father.

“I don’t believe you,” I whispered.

“You don’t believe me? Now why is that?” I couldn’t give away what I knew; they would do some bad things.

“I just don’t, why would he want to be my boyfriend?”

“I love you!” Said Griffin as another memory flooded into my mind. “I would never do anything with you.” Griffin said those words and I would never forget them. I decided to go along with it; maybe it would lead me to some more answers.

I ran over to Griffin, hugged him, and said, “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”

“It’s okay; you hit your head pretty hard.” He kissed me and it was one of the worst kisses ever. It was like kissing a wet dog.

He pulled away when his dad said, “That’s enough you two,” he said this with a smile on his face. Wow, I can’t believe they’re buying this.

“Let’s go downstairs to show everyone that you’re ok,” suggested Griffin.

“Ok, but how long was I out?”

“About two days,” answered Griffin’s dad. “Oh by the way if you forgot my name is Chase.” About a thousand images flashed through my brain, none of them good, and all of them of Chase. I shuddered.

“Are you cold?” asked Griffin, “Here let me help.” So he put his arms around me and pulled me close, I wanted to throw up.

Hands locked, and close together, Griffin and I made it down the stairs with Chase following close behind.

Griffin shouted, “Hey everyone look who’s up!” Whoever they were came rushing to the bottom of the stairs to look at me. I saw everyone and they all looked familiar, but I couldn’t put a name on them.

Chase commented, as if seeing my struggle, said, “Cam, since you hit your head so hard you may have forgotten who everyone is.” They all got in line and said their names, almost in the end of the line was my twin, her name was Elise. After her was the girl I saw who was crying in my memory, her name was Aubrey. Last was the guy I heard, he had black hair and dazzling eyes I wanted to run to him, instead of being glued next to Griffin.

“Hi,” he said, “remember me? I’m Asher.”

“Asher? Asher!” I whispered as realization hit.

“Now, now, Cam come here,” said Griffin as he turned me around and hugged me. I saw Asher looking at me with a look of confusion, hurt, and anger. I tried to lip I remember you. Play along. He nodded his head slightly so that I would know he understood.

“May I use the rest room?” I asked to no one particular.

“Yeah it’s right that way,” said the guy named Luke pointing in the opposite direction as everyone else, “Take a left and its right there.”

“I need to go too,” said Asher.

“Ok I guess you two can go together.” We walked, not saying anything to each other, not until we were around the bend.

“What did they do to you?” Asher demanded.

“Well they tried to erase my memory, but failed. I remember some things like that the “organization” murdered my father, figured that one on my own; I had a twin sister, and I knew I had a boyfriend that wasn’t Griffin.”

“Yeah that would be me,” said Asher.

“I had a feeling you were him,” I said with a smile.

“Your feelings were right,” he leaned in and kissed me and pulled away. We looked at each other an understanding seemed to pass through us and got straight to work.

Chapter ten

Chapter 10

We walk into the room and a dozen questions started running through my head when I saw…It. Most of them consisted of why was I never informed that I had a twin?

The girl that looked to familiar was the first to move. She stuck out her and to me and said, “Hello, my name is Elise... and I guess you could say we’ve been separated since birth.” I turn my eyes down to her hand and just stare at it.

It felt like time and everything else in the world froze in that moment, while everyone stood there watching my reaction. Finally, I was the first to move.

“Chase,” I say pointing to an open, but secluded area by the stairs, “May I talk to you for a minute?” Without waiting for a response I walk over to that space and don’t turn around until I’m positioned in an area where I felt comfortable.

“Yes?” He asked, as if everything was normal. As if I didn’t just find out the fact that I had a sister, who happened to be my twin and just everyday you get kidnapped by people.

“Why? Why now? Why was she taken away? Why-“ Chase stopped me there.

“There are many things that you don’t know about her and this… organization…”

“What organization? This is a terrorist group!”

“Which you will soon be apart of,” he mumbled.

“What!”

“You will join us Cameron. Things would go even-“

“Don’t say easier! I’m sick of people saying that! I don’t even know what those things are!”

“They would be even easier though. I promise you if you join us now a lot less damage would be done to you, your family, and your boyfriend,” He said the word boyfriend as if it was bitter soap in his mouth. “Speaking of such matters turn around.”

Asher stood there with a face of disbelief and anger all tied in one, “Don’t do it, Cam. Just don’t,” with that he ran up the stairs, I followed and looked for him, and somehow we got lost from each other in the maze of a building it was. I don’t know how long I searched for him, but I was not going to lose the one thing that stayed by me through this whole experience.

“Cam,” I heard his voice from inside my mind I knew he had to be close, somewhere very close. By then I was on the last level before the roof. I searched there and finally climbed up. That’s where I saw him sitting on the edge glaring down.

“Finally,” he said not turning his head around. “I was afraid I’d have stay up here all night.”

“Sorry, my hide-n-seek skills aren’t particularly up to date.” I walk over and sit next to him. He turned his head to me and his black hair brushed mine slightly.

“Promise me something, please.” He looked at me and I could tell all joking was beside us for the moment.

“What?”

Whatever he was about to ask of me was put to a stop. Griffin had come up on the roof, “Finish your conversation, but I’ll be standing here for the rest of it.”

“Um okay? Well Cam I wanted to make a promise,” He whispers in my ear, “you and me. If you don’t join them, whatever they are, I’ll do everything and anything to get you out of this place.” I had no other way to respond except by hugging him. He pulled me close and kissed me. I didn’t have to see his face to know that Griffin was infuriated. I ignored that fact as Asher pulled me up off the ground and started to lead me, hands locked, over to Griffin.

“Yes?” Asher asked in a cocky yet polite voice.

“You both are needed down stairs, now.” He said through clenched teeth. Why was he so mad? Oh let him be mad! He only cares about himself anyway.

“What are we needed for?” I try to ask in a nice voice, but Griffin, as if I didn’t say anything at all, walks down from the roof and starts to maneuver himself down the stairs. Asher looks at me cocks his head to the left and leads the way, making me take up the rear of the group.

Soon we reach the bottom level where everyone is standing in a big huddle. We could hear whispers, but all that stopped when Griffin thought in his head we’re back down here! The rainbows, as I have decided to call them, all turned their heads towards Asher and me.

“Hope you all had a nice chat,” said Chase.

“Yeah nice chat indeed,” commented Brady with a snicker afterwards. What did they think we talked about? Oh well.

“Why did you want us down here?” I could tell that Asher’s patience with the group was dangling on a tiny piece of thread. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it slightly. He looks down at me and I could see the anger in his eyes.

“Well my little chicks! Did you not hear the bell? Naturally it is time for supper! Right this way please,” said Chase. He walked in the opposite direction as the stairs. Everyone followed besides Asher and me.

When everyone saw we didn’t move Henry shouted, “Let’s go!” I think that was the first thing I ever heard him say since they barged into my life without asking… When was it? 2 or 3 days ago? Asher looked at me with an uneasy glance, he squeezes my hand though and leads me where everyone else was.

Chase takes everyone through double doors that opened into a long corridor that eventually lead to another set of double doors. This time when Chase opened them nothing even remotely close to a hallway was there. The room was big and circular, 10 large rectangular tables were scattered and set with silverware and plates, and there was a long line filled with food galore. I was so hungry that I didn’t even notice the look on Asher’s and Aubrey’s faces. I run to the food buffet and grabbed a banana.

As soon as I bite into to it I turn to look at Asher telling him to come and eat. That was when I saw the sheer look of horror on his face. Next thing I knew my vision started to blur, the edges of my awareness started to turn black, and my leg couldn’t support my weight anymore. Asher was by my side in an instant. The last thing I remembered before I went under was Asher yelling in my ear (me no response), Aubrey crying, and Griffin standing over me with a grin on his face. After that everything went black.

Chapter nine

*It's kind of short :P*

Chapter 9

Finally the limo stops and it’s not for gas. I heard someone say, “May I see your passports.”

“Sure sir.” Chase said in response. Wow maybe the inteblantition was useful for more than one thing. From the thoughts I was getting from the inside of the car I took that we were near the western border of Canada. I’ve never been to Canada, so when I get home then maybe I’ll have something to brag about.

They drive us about another four hours so it’s about the end of the day and Asher and I are both extremely tired. I come up next to Asher and say, “I’m scared.”

“Me too.” He tried to say it in a manly voice, but his voice cracked. That made me feel a little better. I found out on the trip to wherever we’re going that Asher thinks about me a lot. He’s kind of obsessed. For most of the time we just talked to each other in our heads. It was actually really cool and fun.

The most fun thing about it was that Asher kept thinking things that he really didn’t want to say out loud, let alone to me. I kept hearing him think, “Oh, crap!” I would just smile and roll my eyes. Now that I thought about it, he was really cute when he was frustrated. After a thirty more minutes of think-talking I was even more tired than before, apparently that was possible.

I said, “Asher, I’m really tired.”

“Me too,” he said, “You go to sleep now. I’ll sing to you.” He said this with a smile on his face.

“What is up with you singing lately?”

“I’ve always sung, I guess no one took the time to listen.” For some reason that stung. I looked at him and saw that he wasn’t even looking at me. He was staring off into the distance with a glint of sadness and anger in his eyes, as if he was remembering something really bad. I poke him and he shudders. He looks down and smiles.

He asks, “What?”

“I don’t know you tell me.” Okay, so you may be wondering, why didn’t she just read his thoughts? Well I guess my new found “talents” haven’t fully developed, because I couldn’t hear or see what he was thinking about.

“Oh nothing… just thinking about you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Good. You shouldn’t.” Well that was… Uh… wow. Where did that come from? “You’re a smart girl Cam. You figure it out.” With that he kisses me on the cheek crawls to a corner and tries to get cozy. He asks, ”You coming? Or what?”

“I don’t know anymore.” I say.

He sighs and says, “Cam, I was mad at what I was thinking about. Not you. Okay, so please, just come here.”
“I don’t want to anymore.”

“Remember what happened last night? How you were so cold? Do you want that to happen again?” With that I went over there and leaned next to him. He sighed again and pulls me closer and he starts to sing to me again.

“Really,” I ask, “Why have I never heard you sing before?”

“It doesn’t matter, just go to sleep,” With a some hesitation he adds, “Please.”
“Only, because you asked so nicely.” I say rolling my eyes. He started to sing “Just the way you are” by: Bruno Mars. I was asleep before the second chorus.

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I was running. I don’t know from what, but I was just running. I was in a dead sprint with sweat drenching me from the top of my head down to the bottom of my toes. I turned onto a narrow ally and didn’t stop one second when I saw that there was a 50 pound beast in my way. I used its head to push my weight up and shoot right over it.

That’s when everything started falling, including me. I heard the big rumble before I ever felt it. It was loud and after it I heard screams coming from all directions. All of them crying out in pain, waiting for someone to help them, but no one came.

That’s when I knew I was the one they were screaming for. It took all my energy to get up and limp their way. I didn’t care at first when I heard a deep laugh coming from somewhere in front of me. All I knew was that I needed to help these people. I kept searching, but no one was there. The screams were louder with every step. I knew I was getting closer and closer, warmer and warmer to them. That’s when I saw the monster in flames coming from all directions, laughing at everything it consumed, going faster than light itself.

“Impossible,” I muttered.

“Oh, but it’s not impossible Cameron. Nothing is certain, nothing is real,” the voice was deep with anger, yet laughter at the same time. That’s when I heard the last scream it came from a few blocks away. As soon as the beast heard it he ran after it yelling, “Nothing is certain!” It echoed everywhere in my mind as if that was the only thing I ever remembered from all the years of schooling.

Then the falling started again, but this time with things crumbling. Everything was shaking. The screams were still resounding. Trying to land in a mind where someone could help them and actually cared.

“I do care!” I shouted.

The only response I got was, “They’re coming! Hurry! They’re coming!”

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I woke with a shudder and I heard someone mutter some words in relief.

“Cam.” She said, “You need to get up…They’re coming. We’re here.”

“Here where?” I ask still sleepy.

“Somewhere in the very northern area of Canada,” I heard Aubrey’s thoughts and that spot just happened to be someplace called Holman, Canada. Somewhere on Victoria Island, wherever that was.

“Will you wake Asher up too?” Aubrey asked, “I’m scared he might punch me if I did.” I sort of laughed when I heard that, but when I turned to look at him, there was nothing funny about what I saw.

There he was bunched up, shaking, and a look on his face with so much determination it could kill. Now I could see why Aubrey was so scared.

I lean down and whisper, with some hesitation, in his ear hissing, “Asher! Get up! Asher!” He rolls over and opens one eye.

He gives me the most angered glare I have ever seen on his face. He says, “I. Was. Sleeping.”

“I know,” I try to say in a sweet voice, trying to hide my agitation. I had to wake up too! “That’s why I was talking to you, to wake you up.” He looks over and sees Aubrey looking down at us. He softens when he sees her face, but only a little bit. I don’t know, but I guess he felt sorry for her or something. I mean I guess when you think about it she was born into a terrorist group without any say. That would make me a little upset too if I was her.

“So what’s today’s agenda? Anymore kidnapping or are we going for a hike on the moon?” Asher asked, still mad about getting woken up.

“Aw did someone wake up on the wrong side of the trunk?” It was Griffins voice as if coming from no where. Luke came up and gave him a knuckle touch and they both burst out in laughter. I could hear both of their thoughts too. Griffin was thinking about being and quote, “Such a bad boy”, wow he’s so sure of himself. Somebody needs to rain on his parade. As for Luke well lets just say they weren’t the nicest thoughts on the block.

“Yeah, I did actually. Thanks for asking.” Griffin gets this really surprised look and then abruptly runs to the car and pulls Asher up by the shirt. Asher keeps his ground and jumps out of the trunk. He was a few inches taller than Griffin so he could glare down at him. He said, “You don’t have the upper hand anymore in this game Griffin.”

“What gives you that idea?”

“Let’s just say, I’m more informed.” Griffin just walks away like a little kid does when he’s having a tantrum. Asher turns back around and smiles at me. He was sure of himself too. What is up these all of these cocky boys that I’m stuck with?

“So what kind of place is this anyway?” I ask trying to change the subject and also I was getting curious. We were next to a building called Alden’s and Sons. The building looked like it could range from the age of 5 to 20. It had moss covering some of the windows, there were no lights on anywhere, and it was about 10 stories high.

“Oh,” said Aubrey, “this place? This place is an abandon beanbag chair factory. We renovated it.”

Then Chase called from inside the building saying, “Come on bring them in. We don’t want Cammie to die of hyperthermia before meeting someone she hasn’t seen a very long time.” Aubrey brings us to the door and stops.

She whispers to Asher and me, “Be very careful. What you are about to see can cause mental damage.” With that I give Asher an unsure glance, but he just grabs my hand and squeezes it.

Chapter eight

*This chapter is funny*

Chapter 8

Did you know that people could be wrong more than three times in one day? Well I just learned that lesson when Asher pulled away and said, “Cam, I have to tell you something.”

I smile and ask, “What? Is it that important that you had to stop kissing me to tell me? Right now?”

“That’s what seems like the best thing to do.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Well I really think you might want to know about this.” His eyes got really wide right then as if saying, please stop and listen, so we can get back to kissing as soon as possible (That was a rough translation, just to let you know).

“Okay go on.” I said with a sad sigh.

“Well you know how nobody knows what my dad does for a living?”

“Yeah?”

“Well remember a few years ago how that kid looked up what my did for a living on Google?”

“Yeah?” I say uncertain to why this is so important.

“He did do that, but that’s not the reason why he and his family moved far away.”

“Then what was Asher?”

“Well…”

“Asher, just tell me! I promise I won’t get mad!”

That apparently gave him the guts to say this really fast, “It was because he really liked you and he kept boasting in the locker room that he was going to kiss you the next week on stage at the school dance after you sang. I told my dad and he knew that I liked you. So he got really mad and then… Yeah” He pulls me on his lap and tries to kiss me. When he feels me not leaning in but leaning away, he opens his eyes.

“What!” I practically scream.

“Please don’t make me say it again.” I just stare at him and get off of his lap. “Hey, you said you wouldn’t get mad!”

“That was before you said… That!” I yell at him. I am so furious right now. Ugh! I can’t even look at him, which is kind of hard when your hands are cuffed together. He spins me around, kind of dips me, and looks me in the eyes.

He says, “Remember earlier when we were talking and you said you thought it was cute when I got mad at Griffin?”

“Yes.” I say through clenched teeth.

“Well that was the same deal, but you know, before.”

“Asher it doesn’t feel like the-“ Asher kisses me. Hard. I stayed in his arms but didn’t do anything.

He stops and says, “Cam, how long are you going to stay mad at me?”

“A month.”

“I think I could change that.”

“Whatever.” I say scoffing.

“Do you really want to find out?’

“N-no.” I reply kind of stuttering.

“Okay.” He crawls to one of the corners so I have to go with him. I try to get as far away from him as possible.

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Twenty minutes later

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I. Am. Going. To. Die. Someone turned the air conditioning on in the front seat so now it’s freezing and I’m extremely tired. Somehow Asher is managing to stay warm with his stupid school uniform. The guys have to wear a cuffed jacket and long khaki pants on the other had the girls have to wear a skirt to a person’s fingertip length, which seemed like a good idea about twelve hours ago. I look over at Asher he’s sleeping peacefully.

So that was the only reason why I poked him and asked, “Asher?”

“Yes, my love?” I think he was still sleepy or something, because he acted like he forgot about our fight already.

“May, I…?”

“Come here.” He says trying to hide his amusement, but was so not succeeding. I snuggle up to him, but not in a lovey dovey way, I’m still mad at him, and he puts his jacket over him and me. It smelled really good.

“Good night, my Cammie.” I would have corrected him, but then he started to sing again and I feel asleep before I could say anything else.

I woke up the next day with tingles coming from every spot something very soft touched my face. I giggled and rolled over. The soft thing kept touching my head though, so I decided to open my eyes and check it out for myself.

I hear him mutter, “Good morning beautiful.”

“Good morning yourself.”

“Come here.”

I got on his lap and asked, “Asher, what happened last night?” Still sleepy

“Oh nothing important.” When he said that a little to quickly, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I stand up then hit my head. I remembered that were still in the trunk.

“Ow!” I say.

“Let me see it.”

“No! I’m still mad at you.”

“It didn’t seem like it a few seconds ago.”

“That was before I remembered what happened.”

“Then it was easy enough to forget?” He asks.

“No! I was still tired and in a happy place.” He frowns at that and brings me to him. He looks at my head and said, “You’ll live.” That made me madder for some reason. I get up and moved away from him, pushing myself into a corner. He comes over and looks me in the eyes.

He says, “I really do love you and it really never was the inteblantition talking. It was me. I’m not saying we need to get married right now, but I do love you. I have messed up and I really would take back what happened if I could.” He seemed sincere.

“I am sincere.”

“What?”

“You said you seem sincere, but I don’t really know.’

“I never said that. I thought it though.”

“I think it’s happening Cam.”

“That’s impossible, Aubrey said at least 24 hours it’s only been, like what? An hour since then?”

“I don’t know what else it could be though.”

“Me neither.”

“Cam.”

“Yeah,” I say still mad at him for getting the ultra senses before me and of course the other thing…

“I really do love you.” I don’t reply. I was thinking to hard. Then another thought occurred to me. Asher can hear my thoughts. He heard everything I just thought and I didn’t want him to.

“Asher!”

He looks at me with a funny face and asks, “That’s what you think about? Everyday?”

“Yeah! What do you think about?”

“Never mind that, but man! That is just gross.”

“I’m sure yours couldn’t be much nicer either.”

“Well I’m a guy. You’re a girl, you have no excuse.”

“Thanks for noticing Asher.” I say rolling my eyes.

“ Well whatever. Do you know what else comes with the mind thing?”

“Well I know they make you senses better. So maybe you’ll be able to see better, hear, smell, taste, and touch better?”

“How can you touch better?”

“I don’t know! You’re the one who asked.” He just laughed and leaned in to kiss me.

“Oh, no you don’t! I’m still mad at you.”

“Did you like him?”

“Like who?”

“You know that kid that my dad kind of exiled.”

“No, but that could have been my first boyfriend.”

“I thought you were glad that I was your first,” he said it with a smile in his eyes. He is not getting off that easy. “I wish you would just forgive me already. I really am sorry. I just want to kiss you so much!”

“Wow. That’s new.”

“What?” He asks

“I didn’t know you wanted to kiss me that much.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh. My. Gosh. It’s happening Asher! I heard what you thought.”

“Oh crap.”

“Shut up!” I shove him playfully.

“Well it’s just…” He kisses me and I’m so happy that I didn’t protest this time. “Thanks, I needed that.’

“You are so weird.”

“I love you too.” We kiss again and again and again…

Chapter seven

Chapter 7

We’ve been in the trunk for about three hours while everyone else was in the front of the limo having a grand old time plotting what they were going to do to us next. In the mean time Asher and I were talking about all the other things that wouldn’t have been comfortable to talk about unless we were in a relationship. Wow I never thought I would say that word especially when it was including Asher and it not implying friendship.

I let out a little whimper and Asher asks, “What’s wrong Cammie?”

“I was just wondering…”

“About?” He asks with true curiosity.

“Why didn’t we get together earlier?”

“Well I would have liked too, but I didn’t think you would. I kept thinking that I would rather have you in my life than not at all, so I kept quiet. Well I was quiet and loving in peace until Griffin came along with that, and I quote, ‘great smile,’ of his, and I knew I had to kick it into high gear.”

“It worked, especially when you picked me up when I was about to throw up. May I say that was quite impressive.”

“Thank you, I try.”

“Oh I can see you do and a little to hard at that.”

“I hope you know…”

“Know…?” I ask.

“Know that it was all for you.” I snuggle more into his chest and I close my eyes. For some reason he starts to sing to me. I never knew he was that good, and in about five minutes I was asleep in the most wonderful place in the earth.

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About an hour later I wake up in a cold sweat. I had a dream that Griffin and his family were all coming after me with chainsaws and axes. I kept hearing a loud noise echoing wherever we were and then I heard “maybe Asher was right, Griffin is an axe murder”. Good thing I woke up then. I turn and see that Asher fixated us onto the floor of the trunk, it was a lot more comfy than it looked. He also got his arms to hug me even more to him, somehow that was possible. I didn’t want to wake him, but apparently it was too late.

He opens one of his eyes slightly and smiles sleepily. He says, “I had the best dream ever.” I wanted to hear what was so amazing about this dream, so I didn’t interrupt. He continues and says, “You finally fell for me and then we kissed and we never pulled away.”

I smile and say, “That wasn’t a dream.” I lean in and we kiss for at least five minutes, but then there was a quick light rap on the trunk door telling us to get ready and stop. When the door opens we see Aubrey standing there with something in her hands.

“Here,” she says, “eat this. Were at a gas station and I knew you guys must be starving.” She hands us two sandwiches, one turkey and provolone, Asher’s favorite, and the other a BLT, my favorite. I didn’t ask her how she knew, all I knew was that I was glad that she did. We finish both of our sandwiches in about 30 seconds.

She smiles devilishly at us and me and Asher ask at the same time, “What?”

“I gave you guys the inteblantition! Now you guys can know if they’re going to do anything bad to you and then you can defend yourselves!”

For the second time in a row Asher and I ask, “WHAT!” but with more anger than curiosity.

“Oh trust me they won’t know what happened.”

“Still! What made you think we would be okay with this?” Asher asks.

“I was just trying to be helpful. I’m sorry.”

She looked like she was on the verge of tears so I say, “No, no, no, it’s okay. Asher was just a little surprised, right Asher.

“Uh.. Yeah… sorry about that.”

“I can still hear your guys’ thoughts so you can stop now.”

“No, Its ok.” Asher said, “I would like to know if I was about to die or not.”

I chime in saying, “Yeah me too.”

“Okay that makes me feel better,” she said this with rolling her eyes I smile.

“Well you guys might experience, nausea, drowsiness, extreme hormone emphases, and you won’t hear the voices for about another 24 hour time period.” She rattles the symptoms off as if she were a doctor.

I ask, “Wait what does the second to last one mean?”

“Good question. It means that when you usually feel an emotion while doing something, it would be about ten times stronger than normal and might make you want to tell the truth, but that only happens to an unlikely 25%.” I look at Asher and blush. He laughs when he sees that.

“Okay so when does this thing kick in?” Asher asks

“In about ten seconds. Oh! There coming! Be sure to keep most of your thoughts to yourselves!”

“Bye!” We yell.

“Well that was interesting.” Asher says.

“Yeah well, it will be worth it, I think.”

“Yeah, me too.” Right then I got a surge of what felt like thoughts and emotions go into my brain and it felt like my veins were getting infested with them too.

“Asher do you feel that too?”

“Yeah.”

I laugh and say, “I’m kind of scared.”

He hugs me and says, “Me too. Me too.” Just then I wanted to scream “I love you Asher!” at the tops of lungs. I wanted the whole world to know. By the look on his face I think I just said that out loud.

“I love you too, Cam, I have wanted to say it for a long time. Marry me!” Asher looks at me and asks, “Did I just say that out loud?”

“Kind of…”

“What does that mean?”

“You said it, but you didn’t mean it. The inteblantition is talking for you.”

“I don’t know about that.’

“Asher.”

“Yes.”

“You know we can’t actually get married right?”

“I know,” He said with a sigh of sadness. I kiss him on the cheek and then he kisses me on the cheek. I kiss him on the other and he copies my movements but on me. Finally we kiss each other on the face until there’s nowhere else left to kiss but his lips. It was more passionately this time and now nothing was interrupting us.

Chapter Six

*Now this chapter is my favorite*

Chapter 6

“…13.”

As soon as she said that word Chase popped in and said, “Great Job everyone. Let’s get this school back to normal. We have 35 minutes!”

“Come on guys! Put your hands in!” Brady said. Everyone starts to groan or roll their eyes. They put their hands in anyway and chanted, “Team who? Team what? Team Rainbow! Go! GO! GO!” Wow! This family has issues! I felt a little sorry for Brady, though. He seemed like a regular middle child, they were loved, just not much as everyone else; or was that only in fairytales? Well, either way I knew this wasn’t a fairytale or a daydream. It was more like a new nightmare that will keep coming until I faced the real problem that was bugging me. Maybe that’s it! This could just be all a dream! I start to think of things that could have bugged me for the past few days, weeks, years anything to get me out of this mess.

“Cam there’s a lot more you’ll have to go through until you’re out of this mess,” Griffin said with true pity dripping his voice, but not the good kind of pity, like aw I want to go help her. No, more like aw there’s a homeless person on the side of the road, they must have done something really stupid to have ended up in that situation. When I thought about it I realized I really did do something stupid. I mean look at me! I fell for I guy I just met. I brought all of this on myself.

I was very surprised to hear a girl’s voice next to me when I came back from my thoughts. She just looked at me, smiled, and said, “You know I’ve always wanted a big sister.”

“Well I’ve always wanted a little sister, but I don’t see that happening.” She frowned when I said this.

“That’s what the last girl sa-“She stopped herself short, like she already said too much. Whatever, she can think what she wants to think.

“Oh I do think what I want and what you think and what Asher thinks. It get’s annoying to hear all of these voices in you’re head and not even wanting them to be there!” She sounded like she was about to have a mental breakdown. I wanted to give her a hug, but when I tried to move I remembered the fact that I was still tied in very thick rope.

“Oh, that’s not rope and thank you. That means a lot. I don’t get to many hugs.” That’s when the realization hit. This girl was thirteen and she’s working for a… I don’t even know what.

“Were backbiters,” She saw the confused look on my face and said, “A.KA. Assassins, if you want to get technical,” She said it like she says it everyday.

“Okay then. Um… so,” I had to remember what she said her name was. “Aubrey do you think you could help me escape?”

“Funny that’s what everyone asks. I don’t know why, though. I’m not much help and if I did help you then we wouldn’t get to ask you questions. I love 20 questions it’s my favorite game,” She said with a smile. Maybe she really did need a big sister and apparently I’m the only one her who can do so.

“Hey, Aubrey, if you won’t help me escape, then I guess we’ll have to hang out with each other a lot, and I would love to get to know you.”

“What are you saying?” She asked with big hopeful eyes.

“What I’m saying is… I’ll be your big sister.” She started to break out in dance and I would have joined her, but I’m still tied up.

“They’ll untie you soon don’t worry,” She looked down at her watch and said, “Oh! We only have 15 minutes left. I have to go!”

“Okay Aubrey, go do your thing. Whatever that is!” I say. I mean why not give the kid a pep talk?

As she walked away Asher turns so we can look each other in the eyes and he says, “Cam whatever happens to us I just want you to know that I…-“I cut him off with a kiss. I know, I know I said I didn’t like him that way, but I just wanted to see what it felt like… and it was… well…

I open my eyes and see Asher staring at me with a smile on his face and I couldn’t help but smile back. If you haven’t guessed that was my first kiss. I mean I never had a boyfriend before. That’s probably why I fell head first for Griffin, but now I don’t have to worry. Asher leans in again and I go with it. He puts his arms around my waist and I put my arms around his neck and we just stand there. It felt like we were the only ones there and that this horrible day never started either that or is now ending. That’s when we hear someone groan and cough. I look over to see Luke standing there.

He says, “Asher will you stop screaming your thoughts it’s making everyone nauseous. You to Cammie,” I blush then he walks away. We stop kissing and look at each other. It felt okay to ask him a question so I did.

I asked,”So was that your first kiss?”

He says, “Yeah… you?”

“Yes, uh yeah it was.” I say, “Can I ask you another question?”

“Shoot,” He said with a smile on his face.

“Well it’s really two, but anyways. Uh this one is a little odd, but you’ll have to deal with it. Was it good?”

He answered with a scoff and leaned in to kiss me again, but instead he kisses my forehead, which still felt good and he says, “Yes,” and then backs away to look me in the eyes. “What’s the second one?”

“Well this one is more awkward than the other, but since you answered the other one fine I think you can handle this.”

He just laughs. So I asked, “What were you, uh, thinking about?” I looked up to see a very playful look on his face.

He answers me with this, “I was thinking about how long I have waited for that moment… and some other stuff,” he said that with a cocky smile on his face, which made me blush two times more than I had when Luke came over.

“Now it’s your turn. What were you thinking about?”

“I’m glad it was you and not Griffin.” I said this without blinking.

“I heard that!” Came a shout from somewhere across the room.

“Well it’s true! You got your wish you won’t be doing anything like that to me anytime soon or at all. So back atcha!” I turn back to Asher, just in time to see him glaring in Griffin’s direction.

When he sees that I was looking at him through the corners of his eyes he turns to me and asks, “What?”

“Oh, nothing…”

‘You are a horrible liar. You know that right?” I just punch him in the arm lightly because we were still in the rope thing that turned out not to be rope. I start to look around and see that everything is starting to go back to normal, well as normal as getting kidnapped could be. Everyone was still in their seats and out principal was standing up front as if he was giving a big lecture about how marvelous this school was and a bunch of other useless information, because why would parents be sending their kids here if they didn’t already know this?

Chase yells from somewhere behind the bleachers, “Hey someone untie them from themselves and then cuff their hands together!” So Jasmine and Henry come over and untied us then tied us again, oh joy, but in a way it was a joy, I mean I got to hang out with my best friend or whatever we were now. They walk us out of the building and to a limousine with, which seemed like a little too tinted windows. Asher and I were put into a big enough trunk that we could sit up and by an inch not bump heads; I guess that was their way of being gracious. We get kind of thrown in there and after a few minutes of situating ourselves were both sitting up straight. Asher fixed himself on the left side of the trunk, so I guess that means I was over there too. He pulls me over to him so I could lean on his chest. It was a lot softer than I thought it would be. I mean he told me that he works out an hour everyday. Now that I thought of it I think he was trying to impress me. That made me laugh a little.

Asher looks me in the eyes, which was kind of hard because the trunk was dark, besides the light coming from the security camera, and he asks, “What’s so funny?”

“You,” I say in response.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused,” that made him chuckle. Which made me think; maybe this isn’t the worst in the world…

Chapter five

*This is my favorite chapter so far*

Chapter 5

I heard Asher mutter the words, "What the crap?" But I was the only one who heard it, but a person can be wrong more than once in a day.

That's when Griffin chuckles and says, "What the crap indeed, Asher. Oh Cameron wipe that look off your face. I certainly am surprised that you didn't see this coming. I mean you were the daughter of the most intelligent man ever. I thought that would have rubbed off on his one daughter, but as you thought yourself a person can be wrong more than once in a day."

"Excuse me!" I said completely shocked. How could my dad be the smartest man that is alive? I mean was. He worked as a journalist for Heavens sake! And how could Griffin know what I just thought?

"Oh Cammie how have you not guessed this already? Or are you as gullible as they say? I guess so. That's why you fell for me like a meteor from outer space. And they’re called an inteblantition. Your dad invented them. That’s why when people have something wrong with they're brain they implant these and then you get really high-tech senses, such as reading a person's mind." He walked over to me and looked me intently in the eyes. For a second I thought he was going to kiss me. So I got ready to knee him where it hurt.

"Trust me I won't be doing that with you, ever." To think I fell for this guy in less than two minutes of meeting him. I am stupid. Wow, what have I become? Really, what have I become? I hate this! I wish I never met this guy! Ugh! I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life, and I hate my life... I kept chanting it in my head. Maybe if I said it enough times I could be like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz and click my heels and go back to the beginning of the day.

I say, "Oh, so you have something wrong with your brain."

"I did," Griffin says, "and if you want this to go easy for you. You might want to cut back on the sass."

I was so lost in thought that I didn't see the man in a suit and a jacket with golden hair, walking towards us and clapping his hands together, as if he just witnessed the best play in the world. He seemed elegant yet stern, nonchalant yet very serious, and every other detail that you could describe him as... besides, “Oh hey dad.”

"Hello my son. Good job! Now that is why you're my favorite!" Then he turned and looked at me with the most daring eyes in the world. He says, "So this must be the famous Cammie Munroe. I have heard so much about you, and from so many different people all around the world." He was appraising me for what I did. Whatever that was. I felt really dirty right then, like I needed to take 100 showers until I was even close to being clean again.

"Oh don't feel like that Cammaroni!" He said with true pleasure in his voice, "May I call you that? Oh no time to answer because of course I can. I just did!" He grinned like Griffin, his son, did when he got what he wanted. I may not have known Griffin too long, but I can tell when someone is overly joyed about something that they wanted for oh so very long. Apparently that's what this creep wanted to have. It was like seeing a kid on Christmas when they got the best gift ever, but in a few years looked back on it and thought it was stupid.

After that thought I summoned enough courage to say this, "Of course sir, you may call me that, because I love it when people I just met think they know everything about me. By the way my dad stopped calling me that when I was three. You need to update your sources," Whatever those were. All I knew was that I didn’t like where he was getting this “information”. Why does my life have to be so complicated?

The man turns to his left and says, “Now, now Asher let’s not do anything hasty!” I turn to see Asher getting a pocket knife out to cut the rope, but of course they can read minds and a bunch of other impossible tasks. Griffin’s dad took the “weapon” away and put it in his red jacket that seemed to reach the floor.

I just thought of something. I don’t even know his name. All I know is that he was Griffin’s dad and that he worked for Bill Gates and was into computers. For all I know that could have been a lie just like everything I learned about Griffin and the demented family he belonged to.

“You don’t need to know that, but since you’ll be forced to live with me for a while. We might as well get to know each other on a first-name basis,” he starts to say. “It seems only fair for you to meet the whole crew first, though.” Once again I was so caught up in thought I didn’t see about 5 more people walk towards us. They’re all dressed up in coats much like Griffin’s dad, except each of them was a different color, the colors of the rainbow. They all walked in formation, it was really creepy. All the colors in order, except the second to last one. Wait no the indigo jacket was in the person in the blue jacket. Did I mention that they were all wearing ski masks? So you couldn’t tell for the life of you if the person under the jacket was a girl or a boy, but it doesn’t matter because apparently I’ll find out soon enough.

“Well let’s say name, how you’re related to Griffin, you’re age, and in color order,” Griffin’s dad says. “Well I am Chase, I am (if you have not guessed already, which I believe may be possible) Griffin’s father, and I am 46. Next!”

“My name is,” said a person with an orange coat. As they took of their ski mask they turned out to be a girl with the same hair just as Griffin’s, “Allison, I’m related to Griffin by being his mother, and I am 45 years old.”

The next person taking of their ski cap said, “Hello my name is Henry. I am 42 years old and related to Griffin by being his uncle.” He had a yellow jacket on, black hair, and green eyes.

“My name is Luke,” a man said with a green jacket on. “I’m 20 years old and I’m Griffin’s brother.” He had blond hair and gray eyes that if they could kill someone that’s what they would be doing.

“Hey, my name is Brady, I’m 18, and I’m Griffin’s brother,” Said a guy hair like his fathers, bright blue eyes like Griffin, and eh was wearing a blue jacket.

Griffin walks forward, grabs his I guess indigo coat, and says, “You already know me.”

I mutter the words unfortunately and everyone just glares at me. I mean can you blame?! I'm kidnapped! The nerve of these people.

The last person started to take off their ski mask. When they did I was stunned to see a girl standing there with almost black eyes, she had gold hair like her dad and brother, she was about 5'4 and obviously still growing. She says, “Hey, I’m Aubrey. I’m Griffin’s sister and I’m…”