Monsters Wear Miniskirts 3

Jan 05, 2008 00:56

Title: Monsters Wear Miniskirts [3/?]
Author: ohvick
Pairing: none.
Rating: R
POV: third
Summary: Frank gets kidnapped by two obsessed fans and finds out just how fucking scary teenagers can be.
Disclaimer: IM SICK. I LIE. i own Vicky and Lisa.
Author Notes: we arent really like that fyi. inspired by the movie Hard Candy.
Warnings: death, bit of gore, bad words, stupid girls
Dedications: mcrgirl729. i thank you for your services.

Chaptuh 1| 2

“Hi Frank!” They were tiny girls. Frank wondered how they managed to bag him without anyone noticing. This was their biggest fear. Outside of their usual safe zone and alone, without a bodyguard.

They seemed like nice girls though. They meant no harm right? They only drugged him (twice), dragged him to their car, drove him however many miles to this dirty Motel 6, and stripped him of his clothes. They could’ve done anything to him. Their smiles seemed nice at least.

Frank jumped off the bed, patted his jeans for his sidekick, but everything was gone, “Where’s my phone? You took my phone?”

“You won’t be needing it.” They advanced on him. “Come back to bed Frank.”

“Listen, I really have to be somewhere. A lot of people are probably busting a nut wondering where I am and why I haven’t returned tonight.”

“But we want to you stay with us.” Ponytails said with puppy dog eyes and pouted.

“We love you so much, we just wanted to spend some time with you.” The short haired girl drawled, a flicker of mischief in her eyes. Frank decided he had to watch out for that one.

“So you kidnap me?” He stared at them in disbelief.

“That Worm was always in the way. Didn’t even let me talk to you.” Her hands held his face, “But that’s okay because we have you now.” She cackled.

“You girls are gonna be in--very big trouble. I-I don’t think you understand the whole kidnapping-is-a-no-no thing. Okay, so I’ll be, uh…leaving!” Frank slipped out of the girl’s grasp, dodged the other.

“He’s escaping!”

“Get his legs!”

Lisa made a dive, hugging around his knees so that he fell to the floor and started to kick wildly. Vicky’s foot collided with his chest, knocking the breath right out of him, and sat on him, pinned his arms down with her knees.

“Frank-GAH! Oh fuck. I’m bleeding.”

Vicky glanced over her shoulder to see Lisa trying to tend the wound where Frank had blindly kicked her mouth and gain control of his legs.

She hissed, “Ouch, man. Here-”

“Get- the fuck- off- of me!” Frank’s wheezy comments were ignored.

“Just pull his pants down- Yeah, I’m serious. Look at my serious face. Now tie them around his legs,” She watched Lisa follow her instructions, though a bit hesitantly. The makeshift bind wrapped around Frank’s calves, cut short his squirms. Frank gaped in shock and gulped. This would not be easy.

“Are you crazy? Untie me RIGHT NOW, I mean it! You’re going to be in soooo much trouble young lady.”

“No one’s gonna find out, right Vicky…?” Lisa bit the gash in her lip and winced.

“Of course no one’s going to find out. Cause now I’ve got you, I’m never letting you go.” The weight on his chest smirked down at him maliciously and said in a sickly sweet voice, “You’re mine now.”

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