You really are crazy. He said softly. Crazy for getting this close to your kidnapper. Most girls would be attempting to throw me down the balcony. Actually, you’re the only girl that would do that. Wait, are you feeling alright ? He asked now, feigning concern.
I laughed at that, pushing away from his chest but not making it very far with his arms still around me as I remained captive in them.
I think it’s the Abercrombie Fierce perfume you’re wearing. I said just as I breathed in his amazingly scented cologne.
Nathan gave me an amused smirk, before pulling me into his chest and closing the little distance that was between us.
Hearing footsteps come closer, we both pulled away and turned our heads to see Max walk out onto the balcony, shivering at the cold.
Sorry for interrupting but there’s a short guy with a hella squeaky voice in our living room that’s pissed off and wants to see the two of you. Max told us.
Nathan groaned and I laughed at Max’s description of Alvin which was as accurate as you could get.
Like Alvin from Alvin and the chipmunks right ? I asked him excitedly.
Yeah. He trailed off in amazement.
Well, let’s go face the beastly chipmunk then. Nathan said in a dry tone.
I laughed again as we both walked past Max’s confused face.
Sit. Alvin ordered as soon as we walked in.
I shot Alvin a hot glare as I followed Nathan to the couch across from him and we both sat down, an inch apart.
Time to give me answers Skylar. He grilled me.
But I haven’t had breakfast. I complained, trying to fuel some energy into me before he started harassing me.
You really think I care ? He scoffed, shaking his head.
Yeah I do, considering how you have to keep me in good condition since I’m your number one source to your revenge. Let’s face it, you’re nothing without me. I leaned back with a smug look.
Nathan let out a long sigh of frustration from my left.
I don’t care if you’re bleeding to death, you’re coming with me now you little imbecile. I’ve had enough of your bratty little attitude. He spat.
Fine, I’ll go. But don’t get angry when I can’t answer your questions correctly because I feel lightheaded and can’t think clearly. I shrugged.
You’ll answer each one of my questions exactly correct. He ordered, raising his voice now.
Not if I don’t eat my breakfast I won’t. I retorted.
I don’t think you’re getting it. Alvin sighed. I don’t give a fu-
Why don’t you both just discuss whatever the hell it is you need to over breakfast ?
We all turned our heads to see Max standing there with a frustrated look.
Max. Nathan warned.
I’m in the middle of something important. Max countered, looking at Nathan almost pleadingly.
I looked up to see Alvin shooting Max an intense glare, before moving to stand up.
That’s a great idea let’s do it ! I exclaimed before he could do anything dramatic like go up to Max and slap his face or something.
I shot up from my seat and made my way to the kitchen, hearing them shuffle around and follow reluctantly behind me.
None of us complained after that, so we found ourselves sitting around the kitchen table. I was relieved when I saw Max had already set two plates of pancakes for Nathan and I.
Nathan. Can I we talk in private please ? Max asked, looking at him pointedly as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.
I had no doubt he was about to grill him on what was going on.
Nathan looked between me and Alvin, before shooting me one last parting look of warning to not poke the chipmunk, before getting up and following his brother down the hall.
I picked up my fork and knife and began eating the delicious pancake. Wow, these exquisite cooking skills clearly ran in the family.
Now, lets begin. Alvin sneered. First question.
I gulped down my second bite. I didn’t like that look on his face…
How much do you really love your step father ? He asked with a sinister look in his eyes.
This was going to be a long interrogation…