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Chapter 4: Alex and Grace's Hero

As soon as the man got to his house, he took the bin to a room with yellow walls. The man opened the top up and took the baby from Azalea. Then he lifted her out and dropped her on a familiar single bed, before he handed Alex back to her. The girl in the sunvisor removed her gag and held her baby close as she watched the man with black hair lift her friends out of the bin. The man took their gags off and grinned evilly at them. "I'm sure you recognize your bedroom Azalea." He laughed. "Why are you doin' this to my friends, me and your granddaughter?" Asked Azalea, who was teary eyed. "You shouldn't have got knocked up!" He hollered. Alex started crying and Azalea started rocking her.

"If you need to change the brat's diapper, there's some in your closet." Grumbled her father as he slammed the door on his way out.

"I can't believe your father would kidnap us along with you and your baby." Ella fussed. "He's planning something and I don't like it." Sniffled the girl in the sunvisor. "Everything is goin' to be alright." Grace assured her. Azalea stood up and placed Alex on her soft pillow. The girl in the sunvisor turned around and untied her two friends. "Grace, will you watch Alex, I have to get something from my closet." Azalea opened her closet door and started digging for her old prepaid phone. As soon as she found it, she dialed Tiny's cell phone number.

"Hi Azalea."

"Tiny!" Azalea shrieked.

"What's the matter?" The buffed golfer asked in a worried tone.

"My father kidnapped us and Alex!"

"Don't worry, well get you girls out of there."

"Please hurry! My father..."

"Azalea?"

"Sorry, my ungrateful daughter can't talk."

"Let her and the others go!" Tiny demanded furiously.

"You won't be seeing Azalea or your precious daughter again!" Her father hollered.

Before he hung up, the buffed golfer could hear Alex in the background crying.

"Don't worry Azalea, Alex, and friends, we're on our way!" "Tiny, what the heck are you blabbering about?" Asked Gene. "The girls have been kidnapped!" Neil looked up at him. "Who took them now?" The golfer in the red vest asked. "Azalea's father, he disowned her, but he has something for her and I know it's bad." "What are we doin' just sittin' here? Lets go!" Exclaimed the kid in the blue hat. With that, the trio of guys hurried out the front door of Tiny's house.

"Daddy, why are you doing this to me?" "I'm not your father, I'm your uncle. My younger-twin bro. is locked in his bedroom." Explained her uncle. "My dad's a twin?" Azalea asked in shock. "Yes your father is a twin you stupid kid! When your father couldn't come to your golf matches, he would send me. By the way, your father didn't hit you, I did." He told her. "So my daddy still loves me!" The girl in the sunvisor exclaimed, jumping up and down. "Sit down!" Azalea's uncle bellowed angrily as he whipped out his black gun and pointed it at her. Alex began to cry and Grace started rocking her.

"Since I can't ever see my fourteen year old son Austin nor my eight year old daughter Hannah, I'm going to take my brother's precious daughter away from him." Her uncle put the gun to her head and just as he started to pull the trigger, a yellow and orange rattle with the letter A hit him in the face. Azalea looked behind her and the girl with violet eyes pointed at Alex. Ella opened the door and ran out into the hallway. "I'm going to kill that little brat!" Azalea's uncle bellowed.

Ella hurried down the hall to Azalea's father's room. The girl in the red plaid skirt opened the door and ran inside. "Mr. A, you have to hurry, your twin is about to hurt Azalea!" Exclaimed Ella as she untied the orange-black haired man. "Call the police!" Shouted Azalea's REAL dad as he bolted out of the room.

"NO, I WON'T LET YOU HARM MY DAUGHTER!" Screamed Azalea as she stepped in front of Alex and her friend Grace. "I'll take you out along with Alex and Grace." "I see why you can't see your children anymore. You're physco." The girl with violet eyes told him. "So what!" Exclaimed Azalea's uncle as he pulled the trigger. The girl in the sunvisor turned around to shield her baby and friend. Azalea fell down on the orange carpet, crying and holding her shoulder. The orange-black haired man busted through his daughter's door and his twin turned to face him.

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