Here is my second GLC fanfic! I hope you guys really like it! and don't forget to Review!
I don't own good luck charlie, but the people who do, are absolute,
genius.
P.J. pulled his sister in the cold wet Denver rain. Tears flew from Teddy's face as she looked two blocks back, to see her home, with dark windows and an open door, hidden behind the trees in their front yard.
"P.J., we have to go back, we have to save them!" Teddy was chocking on her tears through her words, her nightgown was muddy from falling on the ground, barely escaping the house.
P.J. had no shirt on, his plaid pajama pants torn on the shin, to reveal a fresh cut on his leg.
He turned around, and looked at his twelve year old sister, and saw the worry mixed with terror in her tear stained eyes.
Her blonde hair was put up in a messy ponytail, while half of her bangs, fell in her face. The nightgown she wore was a size too large, because she had stole it from her mother's dresser when they were rushing to get out of the house.
She flinched and looked down at her bare foot, which was bleeding badly from a large rock she had stepped on when she was running.
P.J. looked down, and knew they needed to go back.
They started to run back, but Teddy let out a cry from her impaled foot.
P.J. walked behind her, and picked her up, he was strong for fourteen, but then again, Teddy was skinny and light.
P.J. raced to the fence, entering into the back yard. Teddy started to silently cry from the pain of her foot.
He laid her down in the grass, and looked down at his pants.
He bent down and ripped the rest of his pant leg off, he leaned to his sister, and quickly tied it as tight as he could around the hole in her foot, that was bleeding badly.
He picked her up again, and opened the back door.
They silently crawled across the yard and onto the back patio, they leaned up against the wall by the door, and listened.
Silent.
Teddy looked at her brother, she didn't know if that was good, or bad.
They heard heavy footsteps from the stairs inside the house, they quickly rushed to the treehouse that they hadn't been in forever, and P.J. helped his sister into it, right as the shadowed figure walked out the back door.
Teddy held her breath, as she tightly gripped P.J.'s hand. The dark shadow walked to the back gate, and quickly ran out. When they heard the screech of car wheels speed down the street, they slowly climbed down the ladder, Teddy using only one foot.
They crawled the twenty feet to the concrete, and stood up, Teddy started to whimper as they moved closer to the back door that had been left open.
P.J. looked back at her, and held her hand tightly, and they entered the house.
Teddy Duncan slipped her sock on, but before she did, she saw the large scar that lingered on her foot, from that horrible night, that the seventeen year old never understood,
because her parents would never talk about it.
She sighed, and got up, slipping on her rebocks, ready to go jog with her boyfriend.
She grabbed her bag, and slipped it over her bright green rebock shirt, that matched with her light blue shorts. She walked out of her room, and slid her door back, so that her younger brother's or sister would get in.
She sprinted up the stairs and started heading for the door, when she was stopped by her mother.
"Teddy?" Amy asked as she walked behind her daughter, with her arms crossed.
Crap! Teddy thought, as she turned on her heel to look at her mother, who didn't seem enthused by her innocent look.
"Yes? Mother?" she asked, in her little girl voice.
Amy looked at her, "I told you, you have to babysit Toby and Charlie tonight! I told you about a week ago!"
Teddy slumped her shoulders, "Mom! I've had to cancel out on Spencer three times already because of this stupid family! Why did you have to have so many stupid kids!"
Teddy dropped her stuff, and walked down to her room.
Amy stood there, still shocked at what her daughter said, her good daughter, the one who always tore those horrible memories away,
the horrible memories from her past.
Amy walked up the steps to her oldest son's room, she slipped past the door to see him laying on his bed, listening to music.
P.J. looked up at his mother, and smiled as he took his earphones out. "Hey, Mom!"
Amy gave him a guilty smile, "Hey, sweetie, are you doing anything tonight?" she asked, hoping for him to say no.
"No, why?" P.J. looked at her, wondering what she was up to.
"Well, I was wondering, if you could watch Charlie and Toby while your father and I go out?" she asked it quietly, praying in her head.
P.J. looked at Amy, he couldn't say no to her face, with all the stuff she had been through, he smiled.
"Ya, mom, of course I can." He smiled as Amy smiled and she hugged him. "Thank you, honey. It really means a lot." She got up as he smiled and put his earphones back in, and she walked out of the room, and down into the basement.
She walked up to the light blue barn door, and quietly slid it a crack open. She looked around the large room and saw Teddy sitting at her desk.
Amy walked behind her, and sat down on the platform that held Teddy's bed.
Teddy whipped her head around, and gave a nasty look to her mother, "What do you want?" she looked down at the blank paper on her desk.
Amy's smile faded, as she responded, "I talked to P.J., and he said he'd watch the kids tonight so that you can go out on your jog with Spencer!" she cheefully said, then smiled at Teddy's face, which a smile was slowly growing on.
"Really?" she asked, "Thanks, mom!"
She got up from her chair and hugged her mother, then she gathered all of her stuff, and ran out of the room.
Amy still sat there, and looked at the room.
That room held really bad memories that her older two kids were lucky to get out of, but she and Bob,
hadn't been so lucky.
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