Lola Ride and EVERYONE! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. There was a tornado, my power went out, and I still don't have internet or live television. I had to steal my dad's laptop for this. But I will use blood, sweat, tears, threats, blackmail, and sporks to get the story online because I am seriously addicted to this story.
Lola Ride: I LOVE GUMMY WORMS! AND I LOVE GETTING YOUR REVIEWS SOOOOOO MUCH! IT'S ONE OF THE HIGHLIGHTS OF MY WEEKS! I'M LIKE, "LOOK IT! LOLA RIDE REVIEWED!" AND THEN I RUN AROUND SCREAMING WITH JOY! I'll let you in on a little secret once you make an account, but I don't want to post it online for the world to see. That could end badly. *Shudder* SO ON WITH THE STORY!
WARNING! THIS IS KINDA SHORT! I WAS RUSHING BECAUSE MY PARENTS WERE YELLING FOR ME TO GO TO BED! I WAS WORKING LIKE A NINJA OR SOMETHING! PERSONALLY I THOUGHT IT WAS PRETTY AMZING THAT THEY DIDN'T KILL ME.
Chapter 7
Wednesday would never admit it, but she was scared out of her mind. Her older brother, Billy, had just come in to pick her up from detention and take her home. She was supposed to be at home right now, doing chores, not waiting to see whether or not this psychopath was going to kill her or let her and her brother go free. It was enough to make grown men shake in fear, but Wednesday did her best to stay steady. She needed to figure out how to get out of here, not have an emotional breakdown.
She ran through all of the things she had ever escaped in her life. Once, she had been locked in a closet by one of her older brothers. Remembering a trick she had seen in a movie, she had busted the light bulb and used it as a lock pick. It had taken almost ten minutes, but it had gotten her out of the closet. But this was a school building, not a closet. Other than crawling out of her window to avoid cleaning her bedroom and sneaking out to see the Bakers there wasn't much else. Wednesday sighed with frustration and slumped against a wall.
Billy wasn't having much luck either. Other than sitting tight and waiting to see what the police would do he didn't know what to do. Hopefully he could keep his impulsive little sister out of trouble.
Tyler was about to have a fit. He had lost both of his parents; there was no way in heaven or on Earth that he was going to lose two of his siblings as well. God, they couldn't catch a break could they? They move, their parents hate their only friends' parents and their only friends' parents hate their parents, their house catches on fire, their siblings get hurt, their parents die, and now two of them are being held hostage by a crazed psychopath who seems to want nothing other than to hold them hostage. How was this fair?
Oh who was he kidding? Life was never fair.
Suddenly the phone rang again and all of the Swords leaned forward to try and hear what was said as Tyler answered.
"Hello?" His tone was anxious and cautious, trying to hope but not be too hopeful. This call could be to tell him that the man had shot his siblings and they were both dead now. Who knew?
"The man who has taken your siblings hostage has made his demands. He says that he wants his brother, who has a life sentence in prison with no chance of parole, released within the next eighteen hours or else, and I quote, 'the little one gets it'. We will attempt to negotiate with him and will call you back with the first sign of news." With that the police officer hung up and left the Swords more worried than they had been before the call.
The cops couldn't release a murderer, but they couldn't let his brother kill their little sister. She was only seven, how was it fair that she had to deal with all this?
"If-" Tyler started, but then cut himself off. "When we get her back, we're going to make sure she grows up normal. I don't care what I have to do; Wednesday is going to live a good, happy, normal life even if it kills me."
Little did they know that only a few miles away, at the school, a lone gunshot rang out.
You know I kind of hate myself sometimes. I leave you with such a cliffy while knowing that I won't be able to update for a while. I'm a terrible person. *Sniffle* I'M SO SORRY!
