Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the idea for this story. I only borrowed the characters.
A/N: Okay, an update for this story is overdue. So here it is. There'll be more chapters in the future (they are already hand-written).
After she did her shift at the bar, she got home and lay down on the couch and set her alarm for the next day.
She left her flat earlier this morning to catch a train.
After taking a nap in the train, Ruth woke up and told herself: "Ruth Connors, you will not fail this time. Keep in mind what happened to Susie."
At 3 pm, she arrived at the suburb. She was surprised that it took that long.
It was a very small town so she guessed that everyone knew everybody.
Therefore, she asked the first person that came along.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where the Lisbons live?"
"Take the next bus to Willow Creek, your bus station is Woodrow."
It took her another 20 minutes to reach the house.
To her it looked just like any other suburban. A big old tree near the pavement, a perfectly mowed lawn and a fence near the house wall.
But there was one oddity, which did not fit into the cliché: there was a girl in a wedding dress with many bracelets around her wrists, shoulder long brown hair, eyes closed, lying on the lawn.
The sun was shining. It was a beautiful day and it seemed that this girl was sucking in the sunlight.
At second glance, there was one of the four girls from the photograph on the front page of the newspaper, the four sisters of the girl who tried to commit suicide, sitting on the front porch reading a book.
At first, Ruth struggled with herself what to do, but then she let her knapsack slide down her shoulder and walked towards the girl in the wedding dress.
She laid down next to the girl.
"Hi, I'm Ruth."
Ruth thought that girl might twitch, but she did not.
"I have already seen you walking down the street. Are you coming from some kind of metropole or why do you wear such odd clothing?" the girl replied without lifting her head.
"Uh, I come from New York City. For me your clothing is weird, but I like your look." Ruth was impressed how mature the girl's voice sounded.
"Thanks. You won't have much time, until my dear mother will find out that someone has entered her property without her knowledge. So, what do you want?"
"I only want to talk with you about..."
"Therese Martha Lisbon, I told you to look after your little sister," a loud booming voice from inside the house yelled.
"See, that's her."
"Tell me your name. I give you my telephone number; you can call me anytime."
"Take me with you. I cannot stand this dull life anymore. It's suffocating me." The girl in the wedding dress whispered into Ruth's ear.
Ruth's hackles raised in alarm.
The mother exited the house and walked towards Ruth.
Frightened by the facial expression of her, she stood up grabbed her knapsack and started running.
She looked back to see what happened with that girl.
Her mother pulled her inside and closed the door noisily.
Ruth walked through the streets without any goal. She did not make it this time either.
She searched for the nearest motel to check in. She had to save that girl, no matter what.
After she entered the room she laid down on the bed and fell asleep.
The next day, Ruth got up earlier to be in time to catch a moment when she can talk to that girl alone. As she reached the house she sat down on the pavement of the opposite side to have a better view. It was 5:30 and this time she was ready.