I think I'm dying.

I haven't eaten in three days, in fear of the wood being poisoned. I haven't slept for more than thirty mins in five days, in fear of something happening to me. And I haven't bathed in a week.

I'm officially dying.

Right now I'm hiding in the bathroom. Hope has gone off the deep end with the power she has over me. I'm not going into detail. It's crazy.

"Found you!" Hope screams as she throws open the door.

"Yeaaaaaaa." I say in a not-so-happy voice.

"I didn't know we were playing hide-N-seek though. You should have told me!"
She wines like a toddler. It wouldn't surprise if she was secretly a toddler though.

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't tell you cause I didn't want to spend one more minute in the same room as your ugly caked face."

She's started wearing so much make-up you can see her face is a different color then her arms.

"Why you little-"

"Hope! Take Kaylee to the room! Code blue!"

"The room? Code blue?"

This should be good. Not.

"Come on." She drags me by the arm to the basement basement? The basement has a basement. Hm.

"So uh what-"

"Don't talk. Sit in that room."

Well then.

I walk into the room and Hope slams the door shut. She checks to make sure it's completely shut then presses a button. A yellow gas comes from the ceiling.

The fudge?!

"Hope? Cake face? What does this gas do?"

"It doesn't matter Kaylee. You won't even know."

What's that supposed to mean? I try to not breath in the gas, but I kinda have to breath eventually. Whatever this is, it's strong.

Several people bust through the basements basement with guns and black ski masks. Hope screams and that's the last thing I know before I black out.

~~~~~~~later in time~~~~~~~~~

My head friggin hurts.

I struggle to open my eyes and when I do, I'm momentarily blinded by a bright light. Right in my face. Who does that?!

"Kaylee?"

"Annabeth?"

"Your finally awake! You've been out for two days!"

"I've been out for how long again?"

"Two days. That guy is dead and Hope is crying/screaming in the basement."

"The Italian Mafia leader is dead. Hope is alive and the American Mafia leader is...."

A look of.....panic? Or maybe fear crosses her face as I trail off.

"Where's my father. Or also known as the American Mafia leader at?"

She sighs. "In his office waiting to talk to you."

This should be fun. Sarcasm.

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Hey!

Sorry for the horrible very bad chapter. I have no idea what to do with this book again! Ideas? Please? I'm very tempted to delete this book. It's just bad. Tell me whatcha think!

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