Abduction | By : GentooNiXGeek Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 8740 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Three:
I sat upstairs on my computer twitching from all of the pills that I did. I couldn't wrap around my fucking head that I was a criminal. Although I could give an insanity plea. With my wrap sheet of how many times I have been arrested for my mental health, the most I would get is a few years in a state asylum.
It was ten in the morning. I decided to get up and walk downstairs to see if anyone was up. I was starting to get fucking bored sitting there and sifting through old paperwork. Even Fark wasn't appealing to me.
Bam was awake already, but something wasn't right. He was laying there in bed smiling and had Taima's sleeping form wrapped in his arms.
“Are you okay Bam? You seem like you are enjoying this.”
“I am.” Shock came to me.
“Why?”
“I don't have to deal with the bullshit of back home.” I laughed at his seriousness.
“Want something to eat?” I asked. I admit I had calmed down a lot since he told me this. I didn't have to worry about him running. Or even worse, turning me in.
“Yeah, I guess.”
Bam and I padded upstairs to the kitchen. Cracking some eggs into a bowl and whisked them with a fork as sausage could be heard frying in the background.
“What did you drug me with last night?”
“Heroin.”
“That could have killed me. We were both doing speed.”
“I knew how much to give you not to kill you.”
“Why didn't you just ask me to be kidnapped?” I gave him a crazed look.
“Oh yeah, Bam. 'Excuse me, uh, Mr. Margera. Can we, like, kidnap you?'” He laughed.
“I see what you mean.” Bam said as I laid his food in front of him.
“Not eating?” He asked as I shook his bottle of speed.
“Ah, good reason.”
“Don't worry. If you want or need anymore drugs, I can get them.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem. Eat. It's not poisoned or drugged. I promise.” I said smiling to him.
“So exactly how many celebrities are you kidnapping?” I saw red.
“Excuse me?”
“Tai, was telling me about it.”
“That little bitch.”
“Did I say something wrong?”
“No Bam it's not your fault at all.” I stormed back down to the basement where she was sleeping.
“Rebecca Ann!” I yelled.
“Hm?”
“I want you out. Out of my fucking house!” Taima started to studder.
“Wha-what did I do?”
“What did you do? Remember I told you this whole thing was a huge gigantic secret?”
“Yeah...”
“Then why the fuck did you tell Bam?!” Her mouth dropped open.
“Out! Get your shit and get out. I'll finish this operation by myself and I'll give you a call. Go to your mum's at least I will be able to find you here.”
“Okay.”
For two hours she gathered her belongings while Bam and I watched.
“I'll see you later.” Taima said to me ask she left.
“Yep. Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Bam looked at me and walked over and put his hand on my back. Why was he being so nice? My paranoia went into overdrive and I tried not to take it out on Bam.
“Why don't you come lay down with me.”
“Why are you being so nice? I kiddnapped you. You should be all panic-y and shit wondering if you will ever get out and thinking about that bitch wife of yours.”
“I'm not worried. This is a change of pace. I'm treated like a normal human-being here. Back home I'm not.”
“They treat you like Bam Margera the celebrity. Not Brandon Margera the person... right?” He nodded.
“Yep.”
I sat down with him at my table and shared a pill with him. Some how I knew the others weren't going to be like Bam. They were going to be obnoxious, rude, and do anything they could in their power to get the fuck out. Except for the few people on my list that were Bam's friends. I knew that he could convince them that everything will be alright.
“Do you want to help me?” I asked.
“Become an international criminal? Sure.” My mouth gapped.
“Just that easy?”
“Well, I'd rather help you and get on your good side while I am here. I don't need a straight razor to my throat again.” I smiled.
“Thanks Bam.”
“You're welcome. When and where are you going to strike next?”
“Next week. Finland."
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