They Call Me Karma

Chapter Fifteen

Stephanie's Point Of View

"What do you mean?!" I yell at Eric.

"Your breaking up with me?!" I yell at him again. Why would he be breaking up with me?! I'm sexy, rich and hot. What more can a guy need.

"For the eleventh time. Yes, I'm breaking up with you." He answers.

"What do you mean?!" I yell.

"Oh dear lord save me. Bye Stephanie." He says as he walks into his car, and drives away.

Ugh! I hate him! Who does he think he is!

I scoffed and closed my house door and start to walk away, but stopped when the bell rang. I groaned and turned back around to open the door.

"Steven Andrews." A police officer says.

"He's my dad." I tell him.

"Where is he?" He asks.

"Wait. Dad!" I yell. A minute later my father came down stairs.

My dad was a business man. Which made him extremely rich.

"Steven Andrews, you are under arrest for trading illegal goods." The police man says.

"What do you mean?!" I squeal.

Aria's Point Of View

Ah, sunshine. It's amazing, relaxing, calming, whatever you want to call it.

I woke up in a good mood.

I know. My friend died. I was at a funeral only a day ago and it started raining but I woke up in a good mood. Why? You might ask. Well, Stephanie's dad is being held in jail until the trial to determine his faith. It was all over the news.

'Multi-Millionaire, Streven Andrews, makes his money through selling illegal drugs.'

'Steven Andrews' secret income of money revealed'

And the best headline: 'Rumor about Steven Andrews sleeping with a politician turns out false?'

Okay, back to the sunshine. In front of me was a green field of light green grass, with small red roses. The sky was a bright blue and the-. Yeah let's cut the crap, it's f*****g terrible.

Grass that looks like armpit hair, a sky that looks like the title 50 Shades Of Grey taken literally. I'm not kidding. I haven't seen this many shades of grey since I used the black and white filter.

Apparently we have a meeting with Louis for the gang, and I have to drive a whole damn hour to reach the gang house.

You might be like, 'Oh, one hour. That's not much, you can listen to music and think about life and love.'

Yeah, well things aren't going that way. I'm currently only five minutes into the drive, in a wig and a neon outfit. With an extremely hyper Liam discussing the latest episode of Pretty Little Liars and crushing on the series more in the past five minutes, then I ever did to anything my entire life. My windshield constantly working and having to turn the radio higher to block out the sounds of the rain.

"And the Alison gets-" he starts again before I cut him off.

"Hey, let's play the quite game. The first person to speak loses and the winner gets to pick what movie we watch tomorrow." I tell Liam.

"Okay." He says, "Wait do we start now. Did we start already? Did I lose? Can we have a redo? Did-" I cut him off.

"We start is 3, 2, 1." I say quickly and turn on the radio to listen to Often by The Weekend.

Luckily, Liam didn't speak for the rest of the ride.

Once we finally arrived, I got out of the car and I closed the door and dashed out of it. Quickly, I entered the house and went straight to the meeting room, where some people were sitting.

Soon enough, everyone filled into the room like waves in the ocean. I was able to get a seat in front of Eric directly, but sadly I ended up sitting next to Sarah.

"Listen up! Recently there has been a trader in this gang. Some of you might know his as Adam. But he is officially labeled as trader." Louis starts.

"Apparently he's from the Silver Bullet gang." Louis continues.

Oh hell f*****g no!

"That's impossible." I say.

"How so?" Louis asks.

"If he was in the Silver Bullet gang then he would have transferred enough information to have your gang already arrested and ruined. He must be from another gang, a weaker gang." I say.

Everything I said was crap and a bunch of bullshit. But I can't have the Silver Bullet as a suspect, specially when Liam and I are from it.

"True, we are going to have to look over that again." Louis says. The rest of the meeting was me matching people in the room together, because everything that Louis said I already knew.

"And I'm sorry to say this but the roads are closed to due the storm. So we are going to have to all sleep here tonight." That got my attention.

"All of us. 100 people in a house with 25 rooms?" I say.

"Yes, we will be divided into four. You three can go with Eric, since you are new." He says pointing to Liam, Sarah and I.

I was going to argue. Actually I was going to scream my lungs out. But I didn't want things to look suspicious, so I just nodded.

"Okay Eric, show them to one of the rooms and I'll show the others." Louis told his son, as Eric stood up and approached us.

"Come on." He says as he starts walking out of the room. All three of us follow him. Eventually, we reach a room. All the walls are a dark shade of blue, with the floor being made of big black square tiles. A huge king size bed rested in the middle of a wall with two black night stands. A small blue closet was at the corner of the opposite wall, with a flat screen tv above it. A blue couch rested next to the closet and finally a black carpet in the center of the room.

"Who's sleeping where?" Liam asks.

"Well, two can share the bed, one on the couch and the last person can get a sleeping bag." Eric says.

"I get the bed!" Liam and Sarah yell.

"Okay, but keep the noise down." I joke.

"Ha-ha. You are truly hilarious." Liam says sarcastically.

"I know." I say with a grin.

"I get the couch." Eric says.

"I'll get the sleeping bag then." I say. It was fine, a big part of my training with Dukalin was sleeping outside. Usually for missions.

"Okay, there are clothes in the closet. Pajamas in the last drawer." Eric says.

"Me first!" Sarah yells as she takes down pajamas and rushes to the bathroom.

"Is there another bathroom?" Liam asks.

"Yea, second door on the left." Eric answers. Liam takes some pajama pants and goes to the bathroom.

"So where are the sleeping bags?" I ask.

"In the closet outside, it's the opposite door from this one." Eric answers. I nod and open the door to get the sleeping bag.

Even with my countless attempts to snatch it from the top shelf, I was just to short. Thank you good for blessing me with a 5"7 frame.

Suddenly I was lifted up by someone. "What the f**k!" I yell. I realize it's Eric lifting me with a smirk planted on his face. Grabbing the sleeping bag, I quickly push myself down.

I walk back to the room, "Your welcome by the way." Eric says.

"Yea, thanks. Whatever." I say as I open the sleeping bag. Soon Liam and Sarah came in. Liam in just black sweatpants and Sarah in a V neck and white sweatpants.

Finally! I grab some pajamas which ended up being just a white tank top and grey shorts.

"It's my turn!" I yell as I push Eric out of the doorway and run to the nearest bathroom. I put on Hymn For The Weekend, which is a Coldplay song. I change into the pajamas and brush my teeth with a new tooth brush I found in the closet. Throwing my hair into a ponytail, I folded my clothes and left the bathroom, just as the song ended.

Eric was already there in black sweatpants, revealing his tuned eight pack. "Take a picture it will last longer." Eric says with a smirk.

"I'll pass, my phone storage lives up to a specific standard. And you didn't make the cut." I say and unfold the blankets and lay them on the sleeping bag.

"Stop lying to yourself." He says.

"When I start, I'll stop."

10 minutes later, I'm watching the rest of season 2 from American Horror Story. Sarah is texting away on her phone. Liam is playing Call Of Duty on the tv, actually he's failing at Call Of Duty. Eric on the other hand looks deep in thought.

I was to caught up in the scene of Grace's death that I didn't notice Sarah calling me.

"What?!" I snap as someone pulls the headphone out of my ear.

"We're playing Tord." Sarah says excitingly.

"What the f**k is Tord." I ask.

"Truth or Dare." She answers. I groan and continue the episode. Suddenly my phone was snatched out of my hand. As I was about to snap at the person, I realize Eric turning it off. "No!" I yell as I jump to grab my phone.

But I was to slow and Eric raised it higher. Again, thanks 5"7 frame, which was nothing compared to his 6"3 height.

"Give it back you jerk!" I yell.

"We play Tord," He mocks Sarah as she glares at him, "then you can get it back." He says.

I sigh angrily and answer, "Fine." As he turns around.

"Bitch." I say under my breathe.

We eventually got into a circle. Sarah on my right and Liam on my left. Eric being in front of me.

We got a water bottle and Sarah spins it. Liam asks me.

"Truth or Dare?" He asks.

"Truth." I answer.

"Have you ever gone skinny dipping?" He asks.

"Twice." I say, and spin the bottle not waiting for their reaction.

"Whe-" I cut Eric off by saying, "Sarah! Truth or dare?" I ask.

"Truth." She says.

"You girls are so boring." Eric says.

"Shut up. Sarah, are you a virgin?" I ask.

"Kiss, no. s*x, no." She answers. She spins the bottle.

"Eric, truth or dare?" I ask with a smirk. "And if you're going to pick dare, just know that I'm going to give you an extreme one and if you pick truth then your just as boring as us girls." I add.

"Fine then, dare." He says.

"Okay..." I stop and pretend to think, but I had this planned out the second they said we were playing this game.

"Okay, I dare you to get your father's top secret file from his office and hide it in the closet. When he asks where it is and starts searching, sneak back to his office and place it back with out him noticing." I say.

"Fine." He says and stands up. He puts on a shirt and exits the room, only to return ten minutes later with a file.

"In the closet." I say. Eric places the file in the deepest part of the closet and returns.

"Wow, you truly do have guts." I say clapping my hands a little.

"Thank you. Thank you." He says with a fake bow. Spinning the ball, I sigh in relief as Eric has to ask Sarah.

"Truth or Dare?" He asks.

"Dare." She answers.

"Okay, there's this person. They've been playing pranks on me and on other people. I think it's the girl at school, Aria. I dare you to egg her house and write: Revenge K, when the storm is over."

I look at Liam and smirk.

Oh Eric, has anyone ever told you that Revenge is an ass, but Karma is a b***h?

Well your Revenge and I'm Karma.

So you might as well backdown now.