Going crazy like a headless chicken

Day two in hell house. Candice didn’t lie, surprisingly, Mr. Black was out of town and he even gave the staff off. The house was like a ghost town. It was as big as a freaking ghost town. We had a make-over, we dyed out hair, we did what typical girls would do at a sleepover.

It was evening and we were all sitting in the kitchen. It was a bliss being here. The kitchen was spotless until we decide it was time for baking cookies. Our friendship strengthened after this. And we couldn’t be happier. We spoke of my sudden leave and also Ben. I thought it was a good idea that we sorted out the tension between us. The twins forgave me and I couldn’t be happier.

“I mean, Liam is a better opinion. Chris is getting old and I mean he is still hot stuff.” I said. We were baking a cake and I was eating Stephanie’s chocolate chip cookie dough.

“I totally agree,” Candice said. She hopped onto the counter next to me.

“Do you think we should add some weed and tequila in the cake?”

“Nope,” I said. I wasn’t one for drugs or pot or whatever it’s called and I actually wanted a cake, normal cake.

“I mean, cupcakes will do for the weed and I totally agree with tequila for the cake,” Stephanie commented.

“Why are you not baking, Rose?” Zephanie said.

I picked up the bowl of cookie dough which was also spiked with liquor. “I can’t bake.” I started eating. “I mean.” God, I love cookie dough. “I can cook and quite well but bake…” I smiled sweetly.

“That my dear friend is a sober problem and with me drunk, my baking skills might kill us.”

“With you, love,” Stephanie said. “I can’t bake to save my life.”

“You made our cookies.” I pouted.

“Because our mama made sure we could complete that and I only learned until there but my dearest sister can make a castle out of cake and icing,” Stephanie said.

“I want a castle.” I

pleaded.

“Eat your dough, my love.” Candice laid her head on my shoulder.

We were baking and we were all drunk. Now they wanted to add drugs into their baking and we were overexcited, except me. “How do we plan to get the weed?”

“Baby, this is where it gets interesting,” Candice smirked and when Candice smirks, it’s never good.

*

Five shots and a martini later, we were creeping into the devil’s playground. Lucifer had cocaine and weed on the premises but it was in the basement with other stuff no one but Lucifer knows of. We giggling the hell out of ourselves because we were alone and we were still trying to be quiet. The cake Zephanie made destroyed us. That cake had more liquor than it had chocolate and it was supposed to be a chocolate cake.

“Okay, we take only what we must. Lucifer is going to kill us if he notices something is missing.” Candice said and started picking the lock.

“Where the fuck did you learn that?” Stephanie cursed.

“My brother owns a mafia organization that spreads into two countries and picking a lock amazes you, come on baby, you can you do better,” Candice said and giggled right after.

I could care less what my idiot friends were up to but I was in for the journey and lord knew that the journey was a bomb. I started laughing and it wasn’t any laugh, it was that dead funny type of laughs.

“Rosie, what the hell is in that dough,” Candice said struggling with the lock. “Come on…got it.”

The french doors opened into eternal darkness. Zephanie searched for a light switch and when we were finally welcomed to the light we were all amazed. I loved the joker. I loved how he could hit the hell out of Harley and still treat her like a queen. Their enemy Batman, stupid as hell, owned a cave and when I say Mr. Black could put the Bat to shame, I mean it. In fact, Mr. Black could put a celestial being to shame with his glory.

The french doors opened to a man cave. A freaking man cave. He had classic cars, he had the latest cars and my personal favorite first edition books of authors no longer in our world.

“Guys come check this out,” Stephanie called and we all rushed over to her.

“Oh my…” Zephanie started.

“Life.” I finished her sentence.

A pool made of pure glass and before you say anything, the glass had fish swimming in it, actually fish. It was a fish and a human tank. It was beautiful. I understood why he locked this place up. It probably cost like one billion to set everything up to perfection.

“He has gold bricks,” Candice mentioned to herself but got our attention.

“He fucking pays us peanuts compared to the money he has,” Stephanie said.

“What is his net worth anyway?” I asked.

“Rosie -”

“Guys, I found something,” Zephanie called. We walked towards Zephanie and almost had a heart attack in the process. Sharks, big massive sharks swimming as if they had nothing to lose. “Fuck no,” she closed the door. “I feel like pissing myself just watching them swim.”

“Babies, Jackpot.”

We found the drugs and whatever idea we had about putting it in the cupcakes went out the door. Candice took enough and started smoking in the man cave. None of us has ever smoked weed before because we all started coughing immediately. We normally eat it in a muffin or cupcakes.

“Listen, we can’t see air but we can see water, does that mean fish can’t see water but can see air?” I asked.

The twins laughed. “If water is transparent, why do we color it blue?” Stephanie asked.

“Because of the sky,” Candice said in a duh tone and we all laughed.

“I love you guys,” I said.

“I love you too, Rosie,” Candice said with her japan eyes. Her eyes were so small, it was a miracle she could see right now.

“I feel like swimming with sharks,” Zephanie said.

No one said anything. We all stared at each other.

“What about the fish tank?”

And that’s when we stripped. Laughing like idiots. Candice grabbed a bottle of whiskey and I grabbed my cookie dough. We walked half-naked to the fish tank. Stephanie wearing a red bra and blue panties, Zephanie had a pair of pink lace undies on and Candice, not moving far from Victoria Secret, had on undergarments from her favorite store. I had on simple black undergarments.

The water was surprisingly warm. “Oh, my fuck,” Candice said. “Its a Jacuzzi.” She got out to find out how to activate the bubbles and pop. “Welcome to Ladies night in the devil’s cave.”

“This is better than any club,” I stated and gulped the bottle.

“Past the dough, I’m fucking hungry,” Stephanie said.

“I’ll order us some stuff.” I never went anywhere without my phone. So I was the only one who could order. I did pizza, ice cream cookie dough flavor, and peppermint, pies, salad for all of us and a lot of other foods. We had Chinese and doughnuts.

We were wasted and I knew this because we were all staring at the fish swimming around us. Not one of us was on planet earth. Candice had a guard collect the food at the gate and placed it on the counter in the kitchen.

“I can’t believe, Mrs. Melvin was killed by a psycho killer,” Stephanie said as she looked at the clownfish, I called Nemo.

“I can’t believe that sociopath tried to kill his family and take his brother’s wife,” I said.

“That’s nothing my beloved, I can’t believe a mother would enslave a female with the knowledge that it could have been her daughter,” Zephanie said.

“And she had to go live with seven men.” Stephanie sigh. “Such a sick world.”

“What the fuck are you guys talking about?” Candice asked confused as hell.

“Bitch, you as psycho as the killer,” Stephanie said.

“Finding Nemo, Bitch.”

“Lion King,” I said and rolled my eyes.

“Snow-white,” Zephanie said.“Psycho.”

“What the fuck is happening here?” Devil’s voice rang through the quiet place. “Candice!”

“Hide!” And we all sprang out of the fish tank to go hide. This place is big and we knew we were small enough to fit in a tight space. And so the game began, hiding from the devil, in hell.