Badass Friends::Chapter 31

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Bri's POV

The world is black and little swirls and colors dance around in my vision.

Is this death?

All I remember is my head bleeding and the world spinning.

A blinding light sears into my eyes and I groan.

My eyes open and burn from the sudden light.

Where am I?

I realize that my hands are tied behind my back and my mouth is shut with ductape.

My head is pounding and suddenly a woman's face comes into view.

She has curled blonde hair and a smirk that isn't as warm as its supposed to be.

Who is this chick?

"Rise and shine hon," She sneers and I know she's not my rescuer.

Stiles POV

Lydia meets us halfway down the street to Allison ' s house and jumps in without a word.

"Oh um hello," I mumble.

Honestly she's dressed like a Mission Impossible cast member...

For once the strawberry blonde is not laughing or smiling or...insulting.

Lydia's face is grim and she dosent even say a hello.

We finally reach Allison ' s house and Scott reaches over and honks the horn, but then something happens.

Lydia screams.

Scott's POV

Lydia shatters the windows and I protect my face with my hands.

I hear Stiles jump out and I do the same.

The screaming echoes through the late night and Lydia finally stops.

Stiles runs to his car and looks in grabbing Lydia's hand and pulling her out.

She looks pale and sacred and I don't blame her.

It was exactly how Bri screamed the other nights.

What's happening to both of them?

Lydia quickly let's go of Stiles's helping hand and walks confidently to Allsion ' s house.

"She's in there," Lydia says and my heart pounds as I hear Stiles ask 'are you sure?'.

She can't be in there.

Allison wouldn't hurt her.

How very wrong I was...

A/N IK DON'T KILL ME VERY SHORT UPDATE! I think I forgot an author note in the last chapter sorry about that.

OMG WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED TO LYDIA AND BRI?!

who's the blonde chick?

You'll find out tonight..

Love you guys and see you soon!

Kripa

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