(You should read my new private school, rich kids drama story "Opulent Love" on Wattpad)
Very very filler chapter.
Chasity's POV-
I have to sneeze.
Hold up, yea not anymore.
I'm still kidnapped, and it sucks.
"Can y'all shoot me or something?" I asked.
"Sure." and POW!
I'm dead.
RIP ME.
Just kidding.
"Hey, where are we going?" I asked them.
They didn't talk.
"Okay, well can we get some food. I'm really hungry." I said and they smacked me.
I passed out.
When I woke up I realized that I was on the side of a road, even my kidnappers didn't want me.
Fuck a heartbreak, imagine your kidnapper regretting kidnapping you. I can't like anymore.
I walked around until I found a diner thing. I should probably call my brothers.
"Can I use the phone?" I asked the person.
They nodded and handed it to me.
What's Leo's number? I don't know.
Fuck.
I learned it in Calculus class because I hate that fucking class so fucking much. Can that bitch choke and die already for fuck's sake?
Uhh. Wait I remember so the area code is 310 and then 4 because Leo will be single FOURever. 1 because he's only been on ONE date in like a year. 8 because he ugly. 7 because there is SEVEN of us. 2 because Stefan and I are TWO people. 9 because the queen of England is NINEty-four. And lastly, 3 because never in THREE million years will someone find him interesting. Ok perfect.
I dialed 310-418-7293.
It was ringing until someone finally picked up.
"LEO!" I yelled with my inside voice.
"Chasity?" IT WAS STEFAN!
"Hey eleven. I got kidnapped." I told him.
"Who kidnapped you?" He asked me and I smiled.
"Rydon."
"Who's Rydon?" He asked.
"Rydon this dick," I said laughing and people were staring at me.
"No, you. Anyways where are you love?" He asked.
"Some diner. I need to go just track the phone." I said and hung up.
"Quella ragazza è così rumorosa e fastidiosa." The man mumbled to the lady in Italian.
(That girl is so loud and annoying)
Wait I know Italian.
And how rude.
"Guardalo. E se la ragazza sapesse l'italiano." The lady said.
(Watch it. What if the girl knows Italian.)
Ratface I understand everything you're saying.
"Guardala, sembra una turista."
(Look at her, she looks like a tourist.)
BITCH WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?! I LOOK HOT!
This can be very fun.
"Can I get a water please?" I asked.
"Oh, guarda anche lei è povera." He mumbled.
(Oh look she is poor too.)
At this point, he wants to catch these hands. I can buy you bitch.
"Of course." He said disgustingly.
He came back with the water.
"Thank you," I said and he just nodded.
I looked around and grabbed a random stranger who was my age's arm.
"Ciao amico mio, non ti vedo da così tanto tempo. Come stai?" I asked talking in Italian.
(Hi my friend, I haven't seen you in so long. How are you?)
The man and woman became pale realizing that I understood everything that they said.
"Ti conosco?" He replied and I shooed him away.
(Do I know you?)
I saw my brother's car outside so I jumped down from the seat.
"Ciao cagna, grazie per il pessimo servizio," I said and left.
(Bye bitch, thanks for the awful service.)
Love knowing more than one language.
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