"Why are we here?"
"I don't know, an unknown number just messaged me to be here."
"Same here."
"You guys actually came because of a text from a stranger?!"
"You're here."
"..."
I enter the room and take a seat on the couch opposite from them, setting the clipboard with the questions on my lap. I offer them a friendly smile, "Hey, how are you guys today?"
Damien makes a face, "Who the hell are you?"
"My name is Kimberly Hernandez, but I'm mainly known as Kimmy Herz." I answer.
"Okay? And...?" Steven interjects as he plays with a soccer ball in his hands.
I sigh. "I'm the girl who createdâ never mind, that's not important."
"Created what?" Alex questions.
"Nothing."
"Created what? I'm curious now." Damien asks next, tilting his head to one side.
"Nothing." I repeat.
"Created whaâ"
I cut Alex off, "I said nothing, goddamnit!"
They all blink at me, and I pinch the bridge of my nose as I close my eyes and sigh. "Sorry, Alex, I just don't like repeating myself so much."
I open my eyes again and furrow my eyebrows when they're all staring at me in horror.
"What?"
"She's a witch! How did you know my name?!" He asks, putting his feet up on the couch as he points an accusing finger at me. "Why did you bring us here?!"
I roll my eyes, "Get your feet off the couch, and I know all of your names. Big whoop."
"WHAT?!"
I groan as I rub my temples, regretting my decision to interview them. "Chill out, without me you guys don't even exist."
"You're not my mom!" Damien scoffs.
"No, I'm greater than her." I smirk, winking at him. Emily quickly glares at me and climbs onto his lap.
"No one's greater than my precious mother, you freak!"
"I created your mom as well."
"Wait what the fuck? So, you're my grandma? You don't look old, at all."
"You know what? Fine, you're all made-up characters from my book. Without me, not only do you not exist, but you also wouldn't have fans."
"Fans?" Alex questions, "Ooh, tell me more. Are they hot?"
"Alex!" Courtney snaps, smacking his arm.
"Ow!"
"They're all beautiful, and they're the ones who agreed to have me here with you guys to ask you some questions. So, if you don't mind answering them, that would be great." I say, grabbing my clipboard to begin.
"Wait, hold on." Alex stops me and I look up from my clipboard confused. "You control everything that happens in this book, don't you?" I nod. "Then answer me this, why did you make my mom sick?"
"Yeah, why?" Alexandra pipes in and I let out a nervous laugh.
"What about me? Why did you make me have cancer?" Emily wants to know. "That experience sucked so bad."
"I almost lost the love of my life because of you!" Damien spits, holding Emily tightly.
Courtney narrows her eyes at me, "And why did you kill my father?"
"Ha ha, those are all very good questions. Too bad you're not the ones who are getting answers, anyways let's begin."
"Alright, sure. Whatever."
"Great." I smile, looking down at the first question. "Let's start nice and simple, yeah?"
"Okay." Steven shrugs, taking a sip from his water bottle.
"Alex," I begin, "What's your favorite sex position with Courtney?"
Steven spits out the water from his mouth and I glare at him when it gets onto me.
"Great, thank you for that." I mutter sarcastically, wiping it away from my face.
"What kind of question is that?" Courtney splutters, growing a deep blush.
Alex smirks, "I'd have to say when I'm carrying her against a wall." He winks over at his girlfriend when she gapes at him, leaning back in his seat as he puts his arms behind his head.
I clear my throat, "Please keep in mind that these aren't my personal questions."
"Yeah, yeah." Damien waves a dismissive hand. "Move on, I have things to do."
"Alright, Steven." I nod, "Will you ever settle down with a girl?"
He raises an eyebrow at me, "Who wants to know?"
"I have a boyfriend and I'm happily in love, so it obviously isn't me. Just answer the damn question. Will you?"
"Maybe, I don't know." He answers truthfully, "I'm not one who believes in falling in love but if a girl makes me fall for her then props to her."
I roll my eyes, smiling. "Trust me, I thought the exact same thing. Once they've got you, you're putty in their hands. Good luck, bud."
"Thanks."
"Next question goes to," I trail my eyes down to my clipboard. "Ah, sweet Emily. Someone wants to know, how long till you and Damien have babies?"
Her hands instantly go over her stomach and Damien smiles. "Eight months from now?" He chuckles and everyone in the room gasps loudly.
"Wait what?!" Courtney exclaims, standing.
Emily smiles, "Surprise?"
Courtney continues to freak out as she kneels down in front of Emily.
"Alright, moving on." I say, "But congratulations, Em."
"Thank you."
"When did this happen?"
Emily blushes, "Our honeymoon."
"Now that that's settled, let's officially move on."
"Cool."
"Damien," he turns away from his wife and looks over at me.
"Hm?"
"How did you break the news about your proposal to your papi?"
Alex almost immediately looks wounded at the question and Damien blows him a kiss. "I sent him a text. It would've been too hard to see him cry."
"That hurt me deeply, I thought he only loved me." Alex says, a tear sliding down his cheek.
I laugh as I shake my head. "Damien, if you had to choose between Emily and Alex, who would you pick?"
"Great, we're picking favorites now." Alex mutters.
"Why can't I just keep both?"
I shrug, "I guess that also works."
"Hey, baby. This is your auntie." Courtney's high-pitched voice catches our attention and we all turn to see her stroking Emily's small belly. "I can't wait to meet you. Are you a boy or a girl?"
"Wait three more months for that answer." I laugh.
Steven finishes his water, crushing the bottle and shooting it into the trash bin. "Perfect shot there, baby."
"I can do it too." Lucas speaks up, snatching a piece of paper from my clipboard and crumpling it up. I gape at him. He aims and shoots, hitting the edge of the trash bin before it falls outside of it.
"Sure you can." Steven snorts, lifting a leg to rest his ankle atop his other leg.
"You just had a lucky shot."
"Wanna bet?"
"Fifty bucks, down on the table!" Lucas marks his point as he slaps a fifty on the table in front of me.
"Bring it," Steven smirks, snatching another one of my papers before he crumples that one as well.
"Hey!" I object, "I need those, you know!"
He aims before he shoots and everyone claps when the paper goes into the trash smoothly. Lucas scowls at him when he takes the money from the table, waving it in his face.
"Okay, that was cool but I need those papers. My memory isn't that good, that's why I wrote the questions down." I inform, standing from my seat to pick up both crumpled pieces of paper. "Can we just continue with the questions, please?"
"Be our guest." Julian answers, his arm around Alexandra â who is now sound asleep.
"Alex, quote on quote, when the fuck will you propose to Courtney?"
He chuckles, "Woah, there now. What's the rush? I already said we will marry one day, didn't I? Isn't that enough?"
"Ask your fans." I shrug, moving on. "Are you guys still scarred from the man in the thong, at the beach?"
When I finish asking, they all visibly shudder.
"Don't remind me!"
"That shit was traumatizing!"
"Guess that answers that question." I laugh, crossing it out.
"Can we ask you a question?" Lucas wants to know, arching a brow.
I smirk, "You already did, bud."
He looks lost for a moment before he figures it out. "That wasn't my question, though!"
I laugh as I push my hair away from my face. "I'm kidding. Ask away, but only one question."
"Can I get a hot girlfriend?" Lucas quickly asks, looking hopeful. "I mean, you did say you control everything that happens, right?"
"Yeah..." I trail off, finding the smile on his face extremely creepy. Instead of answering, I ask him a question of my own. "When you wore your unique swim shorts, was it just to show off your hubbahubba?"
"Uh, no. They were a gift from grandma and she asked me to wear them."
"I don't know what bothers me more." Steven speaks up, "The fact that your grandma purposely got you revealing swimwear or her wanting you to wear them in public."
"I think both facts bother me equally." Alex admits, "But hey, at least they weren't as bad as that man's."
"True."
"You're right."
"Next question is for Courtney." I inform, clicking my pen repeatedly.
"Don't do that."
"Sorry." I mutter.
"Since Alex is away for college, what will you do if you find out another girl is trying to steal him from you?"
She turns to look at Alex, keeping her gaze on him as she answers. "I will beat her to the ground and if he goes along with it, I'll cut off his dick and staple it to his forehead."
"So everyone can see just how much of a dick he is!" Emily completes her statement, a little too excited. "Learned that line from the best!"
I laugh, "Someone else wants to know how you haven't gotten pregnant with Alex as your boyfriend?"
Courtney snorts, "I got the IUD inserted plus we use condoms, safety to the max."
"Do you want any kids?" I ask my own question and she nods, smiling.
"Eventually, yes. I first want to graduate from college, though."
"Me too," I agree. "Do you know how many?"
She shrugs, "I don't really have a number in mind at the moment. You?"
I blush, "Honestly? I want a lot but my boyfriend doesn't agree with me. So, the most for me is four. The least, two."
"Someone's about to be busy in the future." Both Damien and Alex whistle, making me blush harder.
"Let's move on..." I mutter, "Julian, did you finally give up your virginity to Alexa?"
Alexa's laughter sounds around the entire room and we all stare at her weirdly.
"G-give it up? Pfft...girl, he doesn't even let me see him naked, let alone touch him! I don't know its size. Nothing!"
Julian quietly asks her to keep it down but she keeps laughing, making his ears turn a bright red.
"Alexa..." he whines.
"Sorry, babe. That was just a hilarious question."
He groans, accepting the little peck she gives him.
"Okay," I clap my hands. "For some reason, a lot of people have been asking this question, Damien. They want to know if you have ever cheated on Emily while you were gone?"
Emily frowns at the question and turns towards her husband, now curious to know the same question.
He chokes on the candy he was eating, "W-what? You honestly think I'd cheat on my sick girlfriend?" He shakes his head, pulling her close to his chest. "I've wanted her for the longest time and am deeply in love with her, tell me how I'd be so stupid to cheat on her? No, I never even laid my eyes upon another woman. My mind was and is always on her."
Emily hugs him tightly, satisfied with his response.
"Honestly, your relationship is my favorite." I confess, staring at them in admiration. "My precious babies."
"Okay, weird."
"Shut it, Steve."
"Oh! Now that you bring that up. The fans have also been wanting to make 'damnit, Steve' a thing. Would that be possible?"
Steven groans, "I hate when people tell me to shut it! Especially when they say Steve, my name is Steven! An n at the end!"
"Damnit, Steve." Alex tests it out, nodding his head as if liking the sound of it. "I'm using that from now on."
"Goddamnit." Steven grumbles, throwing daggers at the ground.
"Okay, this next question is directed at Alex. How many times a day do you have dirty thoughts about Damien and if he was a girl, would you tap it?"
Alex smirks, winking at Damien. "The thoughts never stop and I already do, no need for him to be a girl."
"How often do you have sex?"
"With Courtney, I lose count, and with Damien, I also lose count."
"Well, someone's sex crazed." I mumble, awkwardly turning the page. "Julian, are you gonna die a virgin?"
The poor boy reddens once again, "I hope not...I'm just waiting till marriage, that's all."
"Aww, you little cutie." Alexa squishes his cheek.
"Last question for today!" I announce, "One of your fans wants to know if she can just hug all of you? She doesn't really have a reason, she just thinks you're awesome."
"That's so sweet!" Emily gushes, "I'll give her a hug!"
"I will too!"
"I'll join!"
"Me too!"
"Group hug!"
"Will you be making a second book?"
I quickly spin around, watching a girl peek from behind a wall.
"I'm one of your biggest fans!" She cheers, stepping out from her hiding spot.
Everyone quickly goes to hug her and she squeals in excitement.
"Aren't you going to join?"
Smiling, I walk over to them and join their group hug.
"To answer your question, love. No, there won't be a second book."
"How about extra chapters?" She asks instead.
"I'll consider it," I reply honestly. "If an update comes, then it will come. If not, then this book is over."
"You can't just end us like that!" Damien complains, and I instantly pull away from the hug to recollect my stuff.
"Look at the time," I laugh nervously as they all begin to approach me. "I have to get going!"
"You created us and you're leaving us in the dust just like that?!"
"Gotta go, bye!"
They all chase after me and I freeze at the doorway, watching all the fans holding posters above their heads.
"I love you, Damien!"
"Emily, you're my hero!"
"Alex, you sexy little player!"
"Get her!" They all shout from behind me and I dodge everyone's reaching hands before I get to my car.
"That was close!" I exhale harshly when I begin to drive away.
"You can't end us!"
I scream and swerve the car, nearly crashing into a pole as I look into the rear view mirror. I press down on the brake, jolting forward as I twist in my seat.
"How the hell did you get in my car?!"
Lucas smiles, leaning back in his seat. "I have my ways. Anyways, don't leave us in the dark!"
"Alright, alright! I'm sorry!" I shout, "I'll write extra chapters! However, they won't be frequent updates. What am I saying?" I laugh, "My normal updates are rarely frequent."
"That's not funny." He deadpans.
"I'll write extra chapters, is that fine?"
"Thank you." He says and steps out of my car, shutting the door behind him.
"Geez," I sigh, "So demanding."