《Mr Grumpy - DISCONTINUED AND BEING RE-WRITTEN》Chapter 20- Day 6: Blank Faces On Fleek
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"Hey can we stop over for some Ice-Cream?" I pouted playing with the bangles on my wrist. Mom bought me these colourful bangles from Bali.
"No, we're following the route, no surprises and no distractions."
"But Mr Grumpy." Again the pout stayed firmly on my face. I was really craving ice cream.
"No kid." His voice still monotone. I gave out a huge sigh hoping he would gave. Then I let out more dramatic sighs. Gosh I was getting tired. I feel like I have no more oxygen to sigh out.
I could tell he was getting annoyed. His hands tightened around the wheel making me fear for the wheel. What if it breaks??
Then we crash and we die.
"But." I paused before letting out another stretched sigh. And before I knew it, he had changed lanes. A huge grin replaced the pout on my face.
Victory was mine.
"One day kid you're gonna get yourself killed." He grumbles under his breath when we saw the bright neon green letters scattered on a white board. I dismissed his comment.
Lina's Ice Creams and Sprinkles.
"Hi, can I get a fruity chocolate monkey banana splits please?" I grinned holding the menu tightly in my hands.
"Sure honey, any toppings?" Candy had bright pink hair, like candy floss. Her dark eyes sparkled in the sunlight as she grinned at me. Instead of wearing a badge she had on a bright neon green t-shirt with her name on it.
"Um just chocolate sprinkles and sour patches please?" I smiled at her and she jotted down my order. Then her attention turned to Mr Grumpy.
"Alright honey, and for you sir?"
"Vanilla ice cream." He twirled his car keys in his hands, playing with the motorcycle key chain.
"Please." I added for him and she smiled before she walked off.
"You know you should say please," I said factually playing with my bangles.
"I know I should, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna do it."
"Okay." That was my lame respond. It was very silent until the Ice Creams came. It was usually quite.
"Oh my gosh, I have to tell Cam about this place. How far is this from the Waterfalls?" The moment I took a bite out of the banana splits I nearly died.
"45 minutes."
I nodded and went back to the delight in front of me. I absolutely loved Ice-cream. Like they were the peanut to my jelly, the sun to my sky, the bees to my honey.
"So," He looked up at me when I spoke, and again I had to hold my breath. He was just so beautiful, and oh so dangerous. "Are you excited for school?"
"No. I don't like people." Well okay, Wasn't the response I was going for but oh well. Then again, I know for sure that he doesn't like people.
"Oh okay." I swallowed a banana, "I am super excited to start school. Mrs Vee, said that we would be doing some Trig, and I like Trig. And my mom's shop Natural Beauties will be catering for some fancy charity event, and I get to go. How cool is that?"
"So cool." He said sarcastically as he dropped his spoon in the empty bowl.
"Yeah, so you do boxing huh? Like professional?" All of a sudden his body went still, tense and alert. Was my question that upsetting?
He gave me a glare and I nearly wanted to start bawling my eyes out. He watched me finish my Ice-Cream quickly. I only hurried because his eyes freaked me out.
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* * * *
The next 20 minutes were dead silent. Like there was no music playing just the sound of the birds chirping as we rode pass. We were on a deserted long street, it wasn't hot but it wasn't cold.
The light grey sky's had flocks of birds flying all around it. There were no houses in view too just trees and farm land.
I mean it was boring but I wasn't gonna complain because I got to take pictures of Mr Grumpy. He should be a model. Oh then I could be his manager and photographer.
I tried several times to make this less awkward but I just shut my mouth and played with my bangles.
Gosh Anne why did you ask that stupid question?
I was just about to say something before a loud deafening sound was heard, and then one of the back seat windows were shattered.
What the heck?
My eyes widened as I spotted a single black van trailing behind us. I tighten the grip on my camera strap. My hands felt clammy. "W-Was that a bullet?"
Mr Grumpy cursed and shaking his head as he tightened his grip on the wheel.
"Oh my gosh what are we going to do?" I screamed as my eyes stayed wide like an owl.
Another bullet hit the car and I ducked down, covering my head. My heart was racing at a tremendous speed. My hands were as shaky as my body. I clutched my camera tighter. Then the tear works came out for a show.
"Kid shut up." I heard him say before more chaos broke out. Loud screeching sounds. Loud screams. The latter one was done by me. "Get up kid. Take the wheel." God this was terrifying.
My jaw dropped as I figured out what he meant. Was he crazy? Yep he was crazy. "Kid, take the damn wheel before I throw you out." One look at his face and I knew that he wasn't kidding.
I kept my seat belt on and moved closer to his seat. Once his hands left the wheel mine replaced them. My hands curled around the wheel tightly holding on for dear life. My body trembled and I really might just crash this car.
I tried to keep my eyes on the road and block out the sounds, or the fact that I could get shot. That was until I saw a black object in the corner of my eye. "Mr Grumpy!!! Is that a g-gun? What the heck? Oh my gosh I'm gonna die before I graduate school."
My eyes went blurry and I hiccuped unattractively. Yuck.
"Eyes on the road." I was more shaky than before, he rolled down the window and put his gun holding hand out. Then he began shooting like skilfully crazy. Has he done this before? Probably. Oh goodness.
The road was a never ending road. I was so happy that it was straight. Imagine if it had curves and I was no formula 1 driver. Geez.
Mr Grumpy has a gun, a freaken killing machine gun. Holy lamas. Oh gosh. This is bad. Really bad, like bad bad bad. Naughty santa bad like holy cows ba-
"Kid, eyes on the road." The roughness of his voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I realised how close I was to him, I could smell his cologne. I looked in the mirror and saw that the two guys were still shooting at us.
"Why are they following us?" My cheeks were now tear stained. My eyesight was still a bit blurry.
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He didn't answer my question, he just kept shooting the vans tires. After a few moments the black van made a loud screech before it stopped unwillingly. The van tumbled once over and then it just continued to moan.
Mr Grumpy put his foot down and caused his car to stop too. I let out a shriek when I almost hit the window. My breathing was heavy, I was speechless.
I moved back to my seat and slouched back down. Oh my gosh. Holy cows. What just happened? My hand went back onto gripping my cameras strap.
I didn't dare look at Mr Grumpy, because I knew he still had the gun in his hands. "Kid, stay in the car, don't come out. "
I know those guys were trying to kill us, but I hope they're not dead.
I didn't defy him.
I held my breath as he got out, all the windows in the back was shattered, the black seats had bullet holes decorating it. "Calm down Anne." I whispered to myself as I watched Mr Grumpy walk slowly towards the van in the mirror. This was all too much.
I didn't know what he was going to do. I just sat still holding tightly on my camera, I'm surprised that it didn't have a scratch on it. I blew out a puff of air when I saw him open the door of the van.
I held my breath and dropped my eyes. I didn't want to see what he was going to do. Was he going to kill them and be mercilessness or spare their lives?
I kept my eyes on the colourful bangles on my wrist. I ran a hand through my hair tugging on it a bit before releasing it. I needed to trim my hair actually.
Then I heard it, two piercing loud gunshots and a breaking sob from me.
I tried to silence it, my hands tried to cover the sob when I saw him walking back towards me.
He walked back slowly, like he was in no rush, then he took his phone out and started texting, like that didn't happen.
I was terrified.
I moved an inch closer to my window as he opened the door with a deadly scowl painted on his face. He didn't look at me, he kept his eyes on his phone. He's probably gonna tweet this.
Hey guys this is Adrian Miles, and I just wanted to let you all know that I just killed two guys. Yes. Share this around! And he wouldn't even add a please at the end.
He threw his phone on the road and stepped on it. He just stepped on a brand new Iphone, he is definitely crazy.
I dropped my eyes from him as he moved his body elegantly into the drivers seat. How could he be so elegant after what he just did?
Looking out my window was only acres of farm land. Cornfields, strawberries, wheat, cows, chickens and sheep covered the land.
He cursed once again and started the car. I didn't try and stop him from cursing.
I cleared my throat, "Did," I swallowed the lump in my throat hoping that I was wrong, "You k-kill them?"
Once my sentence was out there it was silent.
I waited and waited until I knew right then and there that he had done it. I sniffled rubbing my red nose. I couldn't believe it.
He had killed them, without any remorse.
Blank Face is definitely on fleek.
* * * *
We didn't stop over at Wonder Falls, we just went straight home. And honestly I was glad, I really didn't want to see anyone right now but my parents and Alex.
The only sound in the car was the radio, the beautiful voice of Melanie Martinez filled the car. I refused to speak even though I had plenty of questions.
Who were they? Why were they shooting? Did he know them? Do I report this to the cops? Where did he get that gun?
Speaking of the gun, Mr Grumpy tucked it back into the inside pockets of his leather jacket. Almost as if there was no trace of what happened. If the car wasn't so messed up, I wouldn't have thought about the shoot out thingy.
Maybe it's a cruel joke on me
Whatever, whatever
He turned the radio louder as we got onto some motorway. He was honestly so calm. Then I remembered something Jasper had told me, 'you get used to it after the 7th shot.' What the heck was going on?
Just means there's way more cake for me
Forever, forever.
My tears were long gone, I just sat there taking pictures of everything. I caught Mr Grumpy staring at me a couple of times but I didn't give in.
I don't know why he would even be staring at me, I mean I probably look like a mess.
We apparently had 2 hours left on the road, and some people gave his car funny looks. I can imagine though. Mr Grumpy's car had bullets all over the place, windows broken. It looked like we were chased by the cops. Hopefully they don't report us.
I nibbled on the chocolate bar I had stolen from Cam's chocolate bag. Hopefully he didn't notice. Because if he does, I'm dead.
I knew now that Mr Grumpy was definitely not an ordinary bad boy. He wasn't some poser at school who wanted to be the cool guy. He really was just a bad, deadly, dangerous and beautiful man. I couldn't even call him a boy, he didn't act like one and he definitely didn't look like one.
What I was most surprised at was that I still hadn't talked in over 2 hours. This was definitely a record. I'm like actually proud of myself that I actually noted it down in my Iphone.
After taking photos, I continued on playing Colour Switch hoping I could beat 7.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
It took me like an hour until I finally reached 9. I forgot about the whole shooting thing as the bold number 9 filled my screen.
* * * *
As soon as I saw Winchester Lane I knew that it was my lane. I watched each house until the familiar house came in view. He stopped at my house without me even directing him. I'm surprised he remembered where I lived.
The car was still, but we were stiller.
After remembering that I should get out, I took my bags which were surprisingly lighter than 6 days ago. I didn't leave anything did I? Oops. Hopefully not.
I got my short legs out of the damaged car, and I realised why he didn't want to get out and have a chat with my parents because the car was a mess, and he doesn't like people. Mom would surely have a heart attack. Dad would probably get a bigger heart attack.
"Thank you for the ride." My voice was barely a whisper. I didn't dare look into those beautiful eyes, I couldn't.
Just as I was about to close the door behind me he spoke up in his deep low voice. "Kid."
Immediately I couldn't even stop my own eyes from looking at his blank face that hid was he was saying. Blank face on fleek. "Tell anyone and I'll kill you."
I nodded timidly while my eyes widened at that fact. I moved back and shut my door watching his car go far away from me.
I gulped and tried to make my face back to normal. He literally could kill me if he wanted to. He had a gun. And plus he could kill me without the gun.
I walked carefully up the little stairs to my house gripping onto my bags. I waited silently after I knocked.
"My sweet baby is here." My mother jumped up and down tackling me into a hug. I was a bit startled and dropped my bags to hug her back. I inhaled the familiar sweet scent of her. I missed her.
She let go holding on my face now. She pinched and she squished my face. After a while she let me go and I picked up my bags and we went inside giggling.
"William come down her right now." She screeched with a major grin on her face. She straightened her crinkled tank top.
"Dad!" I dropped my bags again and ran over to my dad. He grinned at me and picked me up into a hug. I laughed loudly.
"Sweetheart, how are you?"
"I'm good dad. Yeah. How are you guys?" We walked into the kitchen that smelt amazing. Yummy, I saw chicken in the oven.
"Oh your father and I have been good. Yes. How was the trip? Let me see the pictures you took on your phone." She hold her little hand out.
I slipped my hand into my pocket and felt around for the Iphone. "Here you go, swipe right."
She held the phone with dad leaning over her shoulder. "Ooh honey, lets get that table. It's really pretty, yes that would be nice in the hallway. With some cute purple flowers."
"Baby, that'll cost a fortune." Dad replies rubbing her shoulders. She groans.
"But honey. Look at that colour." She narrows her eyes at the phone and I giggle softly.
"Baby." Dad grumbles lowly. He wasn't gonna win this one.
She drops the phone on the counter and turns around to him, she brings my dads head down. I furrowed my brows. She whispers something in his ears.
"Okay, I'll go and find something similar right a way." Dad nods and kisses her forehead before scurrying upstairs.
She turns around to me with a massive grin and starts stirring something in a small pot. "Mom? What did you say to dad?"
"Nothing hun, your dad gives in super easy," She winks at me giggling.
"Okay.." I draw out weirdo alert, "I'm gonna go to my room okay?"
"Mmhm." She waves her back hand at me.
I let out a sigh as I stepped into my room. I dropped my light bags in one of the corners.
Meow.
Meow.
I grinned as I saw a lazy Alex laying on my bed. "Alex! I missed you."
He gave me a cat grin and stretched his paws out to me. Awh.
I went over to him and grinned as his soft fluffy fur touched my palm. He pushed his head further into my hand and I giggled when his wet nose touched my finger.
"Have you been a good boy?" I continued to stroke his fur and he started purring louder.
I just sat next to Alex and stroked his beautiful fur as I thought about the whole trip. From watching the beautiful beach when I first arrived to being in a shoot out.
Scary.
* * * *
Monday had finally come. It was the first day back from our spring break and I grinned as I spotted my maths class. As I sat in my seat I noticed that Bethany wasn't here today and I pouted.
"Okay settle down class. How was everyone's spring break?" Dark grey straight hair framed her face. Mrs Vee narrowed her brown eyes at us all.
She smacked her ruby lips down hard making a sound. I watched as Eddy-my classmate- flinched in the front row when Mrs Vee clapped loudly.
"Good," Most of us replied in unison. Mine was definitely interesting.
Somebody sat down in Bethany's seat that definitely wasn't her sweet smelling perfume.
I looked to my left and saw Jasper. He sat up straight in his seat with his math book in front of him.
"Hi Anna." He gazed at me twirling the ballpoint pen in his fingers.
"Hi Jasper." I tried to keep my voice steady because he was Mr Grumpy's friend or whatever he was to him.
"How are you doing?" He was pushing it, he knew about the shooting thing I could tell. He watched me carefully. I straightened my back into the chair more forcefully.
"Good." I didn't elaborate the conversation. I know I was being mean but I was still a bit shaken up. A few days was all I needed.
He didn't say anything. He left it at that. I sighed in relief.
"So turn to page 87 and complete both tasks, then show me. After that continue as much pages as you can." I focused back onto Mrs Vee's slow voice.
We all nodded and grabbed out a work book. I gulped lowly and then I just started doing the work.
* * * *
"Hi Betsy." I grinned giving her a hug and nearly chocked on her dark blonde locks. Her hair was really long and she kept it in a high ponytail. Cute little butterfly pins adorned her hair.
I smiled as she went to sit back down next to Cam who was stuffing his face with a slice of chocolate cake.
"Hi, Anna right?" She squints her eyes at me trying to remember if that was my name and I nod.
It was just Reece, Cam, Betsy and I at the table. I didn't know where Jasper was, but I had a feeling he had training. I shrugged my thoughts off and took a bite of my pepperoni and cheese pizza.
"Where's Bethany?" I asked sipping my sprite can. I hadn't seen much of her since the trip.
"Said she was sick. Had the flu or something." Reece spoke stealing one of Cam's fries.
"Reece!" His jaw dropped, "How could you? You know those are my fries! Put it back."
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