deranged [sequel to unlovable]

part 23

songs :

• wait - NF
• the way - zack hemsey

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[caleb's pov]
i can't deny that i miss her. she shows up every day all giggly with damien.. and there's still a piece of me that gets jealous.
why did i let her go? why do i fuck it all up?
"babe, can you handle a job with caleb today?" damien asks.
she smiles, "of course."
he hands her the file & i see her make eye contact with me.
"come on." she says, walking out the door.
the car ride is quiet at first.
"are we gonna talk...? we haven't since.." i say.
she takes a deep breathe, "i know.."
"so..." i mumble.
she laughs, "yanno.. seeing you everyday.. it hurts. it's a reminder that no matter what i do for you, i'll never be enough & i'll never be the one. you pushed me away.. you hurt me & i'm over all the mixed signals and the fact that you'll always run to her. you chose her, don't blame me for that."
my mind processes her words, "wait, what tense are you using?"
"don't start that.. let's go." she says as we pull into a coffee shop.
i try to shake our conversation from my mind as we begin to walk to the back door.
her hair flows behind her in the wind as we carefully walk to the back door.
"what if it's locked?" i ask.
she bends down with two pins and fidgets around with the doorknob before it unlocks.
she smiles up at me & we sneak in quickly.
i take in our surroundings as fast as possible.
"he gets off work in 2 minutes, he will be coming out through this door." she whispers.
all i can hear is our heavy breathing & i notice that she already has her hand positioned on her knife.
"wait why a knife?" i ask.
she smiles, "well.. i would say it's to not draw attention, but it's more fun.."
i smile back at her.
then, footsteps. it has to be him.. it's from men's boots. i think fast & grab a sack of coffee beans from around the corner and slap him with it.
he slams into the wall and falls to the ground.
vanessa is laughing hysterically which is a sound i missed more than i thought.
he starts to attempt to run but she covers his mouth and drives the knife into his thigh.
he screams and vanessa just laughs before leading him out the back door.
i drive the escalade around back so no one sees him out front.
we push him into the backseat & slam the door.
"yes! that was fucking awesome, caleb!" she yells, high-fiving me.
suddenly, i feel her lips on mine.
the whole world stops for a second.. i just enjoy it while it lasts.
she pulls away & tucks her hair behind her ear.
"sorry." she mumbles before getting into the drivers seat.
what the hell?

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[vanessa's pov]
"you did well.. anything exciting happen today?" damien asks when we sit at the kitchen table together.
i shake my head, "nope. caleb hit him in the head with a sack of coffee beans, that was funny.. but that's it."
"that sounds fun." he says.
i rest my head in my folded arms.
i hate myself for wishing things didn't end the way they did.. but i have damien now.
we're not dating.. i don't know what we are.
should i ask him out? would that make it worse?
no, vanessa. you're going to take it all slow.
yet, caleb isn't erased from my brain or my memory.. i can tell myself i'm over him but then i see him.. and my heartbeat still picks up.. and the butterflies flutter.
i don't know what's wrong with me.. i have damien right in front of me & yet i still think of caleb.
the doorbell rings and i run over to the door.
it's jordan!
"oh my god! i haven't seen you in forever!" i yell, throwing my arms around her.
she laughs, "girl, i missed you so much!"
"i missed you too." i say.
i pull away and watch as her eyes leave mine to look behind me.
"look at this house.." she whispers.
i smile.
her eyes then widen, "who is that?"
i turn around to see damien walking towards us.
i can hear jordan's breathing change.
"hey babe, who is this?" damien asks.
jordan's jaw drops a bit.
"damien.. this is jordan. jordan, damien." i say.
jordan nervously shakes his hand.
"she's my best friend." i say to damien.
he nods & smiles.
i grin, "so... what brings you out here?"
"i missed you & your mom told me where you lived... and wow." she says.
i can practically feel her lusting over him.
"well.. thank you.. but i was actually just about to head to bed." i try to say as politely as possible.
it's sweet of her to show up but it's uncomfortable-- i understand damien is attractive but i can't help but be slightly offended by her heart eyes and the drool practically falling out of her mouth.
she smiles, "that's totally okay! just thought i'd stop by. text me! we should meet up for coffee sometime."
"that sounds great. drive safe, okay?" i tell her as she leaves.
she giggles as she walks out and goes to her car.
i shut the door behind her & turn back to damien.
suddenly, a queasy feeling arises in my stomach.
i feel dizzy.. i shouldn't be here with him right now.
"is it okay if i go to bed?" i say.
he smiles, "of course. if you need anything, just come find me."
he kisses me quick before i head upstairs.
i get into my room where the moon shines in the windows.
i place my hands on the side of my head.
what is wrong with me?
then, freezing air flows across my body.
what the hell? my window is open. why is my window open?
i grab the wall behind me and try to find my way to the dresser. i need the spare gun.
suddenly, my hand touches something much softer. clothing. a person.
then, a cloth over my nose & mouth.
i try to scream but nothing comes out. i feel everything go fuzzy.. and then go dark.

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it's dark.. and cold. the floors and walls are made of cement. i can hear breathing.
it smells disgusting.
"who's there!?" i call out into the darkness.
there's only two windows with little moonlight.. i really can't see a thing.
i'm handcuffed to some type of pole & this definitely isn't the most comfortable position.
"wait... vanessa!?" a voice calls out.
it's caleb's voice.
"caleb!? oh my god, what the fuck is happening!?" i whisper yell.
"the team we fought & killed at that party.. they had friends. gosh, why couldn't they have left you out of this? i need to keep you safe." he says.
i sigh, "i don't need anyone to keep me safe, i can do it by myself."
"it's okay to depend on others sometimes." he says.
i laugh, "just how much i could depend on you, right?"
"what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" he asks.
"oh, nothing... how long have you been down here? how long have i been down here? where's my phone? it was in my pocket.."
"i don't know.. you've been down here for over an hour.. me? 3 hours."
"fuck! where are we?" i ask.
he takes a deep breathe, "i wish i knew."
"what do they want?" i whisper.
"i don't know, vanessa." he answers.
a chill runs down my spine.. and it's not just from the temperature.
the handcuffs hurt, they're way too tight.
i slide up the pole to get on my knees.
"hey, what are you doing?" he asks.
i try to move my wrists slightly to grab my phone from my back pocket.
i pinch the top and slide carefully.
"i got my phone." i say.
i attempt to hold my phone backwards and unlock it. it has little battery left, but it will have to do.
i turn on my flashlight and point it around the room.
then, i see caleb. across the room from me.
he's in the same situation that i'm in.
he has a worried expression on his face & his eyes are glowing from my flash.
i look around the room. there's stairs in the corner. it's dusty & there's a few heaters.. but then i see them. the bloody, beaten bodies laying across the floor.
i gasp and instantly start shaking.
my phone slips out of my hands onto the concrete.
the door opens from the top of the stairs.
three guys come stomping down the stairs, the light from upstairs casts over them.
"what do you want?" i groan.
they approach me & pull on a cord to a light above me. i look up at them.
the first one has a thick beard, is bald & is dressed in flannel & jeans. the second one has black hair, a dark complexion & brown eyes & is wearing a leather jacket with jeans. the third is slightly skinnier than the other two, with blonde hair, a very pale complexion and bright blue eyes.
"oh, so pretty.. so pretty.." the man with the beard says, resting a hand on my chin.
i spit & turn my head away from him.
"feisty, are we?" the blonde says.
"leave her alone, use me instead!" caleb shouts.
i look past the men to see him.. his worried eyes.
i question if he cares all the time.. but i don't question it right now.
"we want her, though.. you're just collateral, kid.." the third one says.
i furrow my eyebrows, "what are you going to do?"
"you're the daughter in this situation.. and we want maximum effects. you killed our team, now we want you.. the sweetheart.. to kill yours." the bearded man says.
what!? what does that even mean?
"leave her out of this! just deal with me!" caleb insists.
i look at him again and shake my head, "it's okay.."
the men chuckle.
"quinn.. the case please." the bearded man says.
the man with the black hair removes his hands from behind his back to reveal a small black case.
they open it in front of me & pull out a large needle containing some sort of liquid.
my heart rate increases and i try to take deep breathes.
"no.. no..." caleb mumbles.
the bearded man laughs, "heroine isn't too bad, now is it?"
tears immediately pour from my eyes.
this is a nightmare.. this isn't real.
"no! no!" caleb screams.
i listen to him pulling on the pole he's attached to, the sound of his handcuffs clanking.
the blonde guy drives the heroin-filled syringe and drives it into my arm.
i focus on caleb's voice.. even if they're screams.
i remain as quiet as possible as the liquid pours into my vein. it stings more than any shot i've ever gotten.. and it's hot.
everything swirls around me..
i look into caleb's eyes.
"it's okay..." i mouth.

then, it takes over.

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idek how to feel today i'm all over the place but idek idek IDEK

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thank you for reading.. xo

- adrianna