53. Numb and Dumb

**Emara Stone**

~10:07 PM
I take a look down from the stairs and see my parents watching Netflix as usual. Good. I check on Ethan's door, it is locked from inside. Probably studying for exams. Good too.
My pulse throbs like Cardi B’s ass as I walk left-right in my room, wondering where does that evil butt Prince wants to take me in the middle of the night.
*Is he addicted to my pussy? Does he want another round or what?*
I chew my nails in anticipation and walk back and forth in tension. Suddenly my phone vibrates with a message. Ryan's message.
*'Ready?'*
Fuck no. I am not ready. I pull my hoody on and slide down the pipe of my window. This is going to be my first date night. I even put on my new watermelon panties and strawberry lip gloss. Just in case.
My heart thumps noisily as I take silent masked steps towards the stark black color car with a Devil's trident which is parked at the end of the street, lonely in the starry night.
I softy knock on the tainted glass and look around anxiously for nosy neighbors' detective gaze. As soon as the door of the car opens, I get inside instantly, closing the door behind me.
*Duh Duh Duh*
My heart beats like a drum and my cheeks heat up as I look at Ryan. Grey tee with a black color jacket on his shoulders, sitting while ruffling through his silky hair.
Ryan looks like an expensive wine, like limited edition champagne cosplayed as a human, whereas I look like a plain subway bread. His royal eyes shift to me, and instantly, my imaginary tail begins to wag as I find myself simping hard for him.
"Hi." I blush shyly.
"HI, CHICA!” My heart almost jumps out of my mouth as someone screams from behind me, impairing my eardrums. I look back in shock and see Daniel, Shawn and Mendes sitting in the back seat of the car, staring at me like I am a KFC chicken.
My eyes widen in fright, my head turns to Ryan who is dreamingly looking ahead, and then back at the three chipmunks who are dreamingly looking at me.
*What these ball lickers are doing here?*
*Did Ryan call them for a double date or perhaps a gang bang?*
Suddenly the sound of locking doors catches my attention. I panic and look outside in terror as the car begins to move slowly, locking me in with the wicked Prince and his three little ugly piglets.
*Oh hell no! I didn't wear my new watermelon panties for them.*
"Wow. I didn't know you were going to come with us today." Shawn's eyes glow like a night lamp as he stares at my blue hair and I stare at his blue hair. Horror!
"Aye, chica." Daniel pushes Shawn back with his shoulder and leans onto my seat, showing me his phone. "Do you have Amy's number? I think she accidentally gave me a wrong one." He clicks on the call symbol and puts the phone on speaker.
After two rings, someone picks up the call. "Hello, this is McDonald's. How may I help you today?"
I bite my lips and choke on my laugh as I look up at Daniel whose eyes are concentrated on his phone, "Amy is that you? Are you pranking me by changing your voice into a man?"
"Sir, for the hundredth time. NO AMY LIVES HERE!" The man yells through the phone and the line goes dead.
Absolute silence echoes in the car. Daniel sits in confusion, like trying to solving a nuclear chemical reaction in his mind as he blankly looks at his phone, almost dejectedly.
"I think she mistakenly gave me this number." He mumbles to himself.
"You got scammed by a gurl bro.” I hear mild chuckles in the background. “She gave you a fake number coz she doesn't want you just like Candice, Trisa, Katie." Shawn or Mendes comments. I don't know who exactly did as both of them sound the same to me.
"Shut the fuck up, dick. I get more asses than a toilet seat." Daniel screams at his friend.
My eyes turn back to Ryan, who is unbothered by the background noises and drives in tranquility. He kinda looks like the photocopy of a benign Prince who would jump into a stupid pond to save a swimming duck who was minding its own business. So cute.
I look outside the window and notice the darkness around us, the only light I could see is coming from the headlights of our car, flashing on an isolated road. Where the fuck are we going?
"But we smashed a night before and it was fucking hot." Daniel delusionally looks at his phone then up at me, "Chica, you have Amy's right number, right? After all, you are friends."
Daniel is like that crying baby on a plane, whom you can't even throw out of the window. I shake my head furiously. "She only calls on my landline from her dad's number." I speak whatever comes to my mind to save my friend.
"What's her social media handle?"
"I don't know."
"Do you know where she lives?"
"No." I panickingly look out of the window as the car gets slow and I feel the jerks as if it is going on a rough gravel road. I feel a similar déjà vu as we drive past a narrow lane of sand road which is covered with trees.
*Is this that creepy place where Ryan took me after college?*
Ryan pays no attention to me as he continues to drive inside the shady bush at a slow speed without stopping. My heart throbs hard, thrashing at an unbelievable speed as I imagine myself in just my watermelon panties, in between the four naked guys. No, no, no.
"Whe-rre we going?" I stutter like my internet connection. Even if I scream at the top of my lungs, no one could hear me out in this secluded remote area.
"We are going to the riots." Shawn smirks looking at me. His blue hair glows like glacier on top of a mountain.
"Riots?" I feel my throat getting clogged. *What are they gonna do to me?*
"Yes, to the cage." Daniel replies excitedly.
"Cage?" I blink rapidly.
"To the Wolfram." Mendes says monotonously.
"Wolfram? What is that?" I feel getting more numb and dumb.
Suddenly the car stops, besides the other cars. Ryan turns off the engine and looks at me for the first time in the night. I feel a shiver passing through me as his dark eyes draw at me dangerously and he states,
“A fight club."