Chapter 2- Promise
November 22nd, 1982
Julie lay on the sofa in the living room, sipping from a yellow mug of steaming tea. She rubbed her swollen belly and leaned back, resting her head against a soft cushion. Her boys, Samuel, and Isaac where at school and her husband, Charlie was doing paperwork in his study, so the house was peaceful and calm.
Julie picked up the un-opened AVL newspaper, lying on the coffee table. She looked at the front page and almost had a heart attack when she saw a tall, skinny, black-haired figure on the front page. He had his hands clasped around the bars of a cell door, his eyes were bright red and shining with anger and his pale lips were pressed into a fine line.
The headline read:
Murderous master criminal escapes from prison, 24 found dead at the scene!
Julie gulped and scanned the article below, pausing every few seconds to take it all in.
Last Friday, a male, middle-aged, tall, skinny, master criminal, only known as Drisk, escaped from the AVL prison. This man has been known for his many heists, stealing precious processions such as the Queen's throne in 1974 and a box of priceless gems in 1978.
He was arrested in 1979 and spent four years behind bars, spending his time beating up other inmates and attempting to escape by trying to kill guards and agents. Last Friday, one of his escape attempts finally worked.
He was let out for visiting hours, but instead of following the other inmates, he beat up the young man, guarding his cell, stealing his keys, gun, and walkie talkie. Other guards and agents arrived at the scene attempting to take him down, but he shot them and escaped through a large vent in the ceiling.
He wrote director, Syral Ramsbottom, a letter on Saturday, telling him that he swears revenge for locking him away. He's threatened to kill each and every agent in the AVL and then kidnap their children, to use for his wicked schemes.
We are yet to find where he's hiding, so watch your back agents and keep your children safe.
Julie instantly stood up and walked down the hall to her husband's study.
"Charlie!" Julie yelled, banging on the door, hoping he would hear her, over Uptown Girl on his radio.
The music stopped and the door burst open, just dodging Julie's face.
"What is it, Julie? Has your water broken? Have you been sick? Are you having another craving? Do I need to call an ambulance?!" Charlie cried, standing in the doorway.
"Oh Charlie, your so sweet but no, it's nothing like that. It's something really scary, on the front page." Julie said, holding up the newspaper.
Charlie gently took it from his wife's hands and scanned the front page, his eyes widening with every word.
"Oh my goodness." He whispered.
"I'm scared, Charlie. He wants to kill agents and kidnap their kids, what if he kills us and take Samuel and Isaac? What if he takes the girls when they're born? We've already lost a child, Pauline in 1978, when she was only a baby! I don't want to lose any more!" Julie shrieked, frantically.
"Don't be scared. I won't let anything happen to us or our children, I promise." Charlie said, pulling Julie into a hug, allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder. However, Charlie knew that he possibly wouldn't keep that promise.
It wasn't long until Christmas invaded the Wilde household, the large tree was decorated, tinsel was draped over the sofas and chairs and presents hung in stockings on the fireplace.
Eleven-year-old, Samuel loved helping his parents decorate the house and make the Christmas cake, eating the marzipan was his favorite part. He normally asked for books and lego for Christmas but this year, he had asked for The Nintendo Entertainment System, a new video game console.
Isaac, Samuel's seven and a half-year-old brother, loved the music, his school nativity, presents and was mesmerized Christmas lights, and the idea of Santa. His little world always lit up at this time of year and Charlie and Julie found it adorable. He had asked for Playmobile figures and a toy gun.
Despite, the joy that Christmas brought their children, Julie and Charlie, couldn't stop worrying about Drisk's threat.
"I just can't stop thinking about the fact that he kidnaps kids and uses them for his schemes! Those poor children won't have a proper childhood, they won't be loved, they won't be allowed to play, read or watch TV. What if it happens to our children?" Julie whispered to Charlie one night.
"I've promised you, I won't let him hurt any of our children." Charlie said, kissing her on the head.
Charlie, put his hand on Julie's stomach and felt his little girls kick.
"Promise?" Julie muttered, sleepily.
"Cross my heart." Charlie whispered, hugging his wife close.
Febuary 7th 1983-
It had been a day since Julie had given birth. She had lost, Amy, he eldest twin, because the umbilical cord had got caught around her neck. But Lucy, the youngest, had survived. Julie's emotions where all over the place, she felt deverstated, angry, guilty, relived, thankful and scared. She needed to protect her boys and Lucy from Drisk's threat, she coudn't loose another child.
"I won't let him hurt Lucy, I promise." Charlie said, putting his arms around his wife.
But that promise was soon to be broken.
To be continued...
I hope that you guys enjoyed that chapter! The next one will most likely be longer, I'm not sure yet. I'm sorry for killing Amy off btw :(