Hre is Chapter 7. After I am done this I'm writing a Maximum Ride story again. Those readers REVIEW.
Chapter 7:
I waited until the next day to start my plan. I thought it through seriously, over and over again. Making sure it was going to work. So far, it seemed faultless.
Still, I needed a place for my plan to take action. I walked the streets at night, looking for what seemed like a good place. It would not be the house, it was too easy to figure out. I needed something else, somewhere close but…
I walked by a fairly large building. It was a dance studio, I soon figured out from the sign. And, according to another notice pinned up on the door, they were closed until the end of march break, which was still a few days away. I broke in and inspected the area. I had never been in a dance studio, never had to be. Looks like there was a first for everything.
It was a large room, with wooden floor and mirrors as the wall. There was a bar up along the east and west wall. I nodded approvingly to myself. This was going to be perfect.
I headed back to the house, sure now that my plan would be perfect.
I put the video in the VCR and played it until it was at the part I needed. Then I paused it and walked to the other side of the living room. I took the crumpled piece of paper out of my jean pocket. The one with the phone number to reach Bella on. I dialled and then held the cordless phone to the VCR. I hit play.
"Hello?" Someone other than Bella's voice answered. My theory about her not being alone was correct.
I played one of the Videos and spoke, "is Bella there?"
"No, she's right here."
I heard the phone being passed from one person to another.
"Hello?" Bella's voice came on the line.
I hit play on the Thanksgiving video. "Bella? Bella?" Then I hit pause and listened to Bella speak. I heard her sigh before speaking.
"Calm down, Mom. Everything is fine, okay? Just give me a minute and I'll explain everything, I promise." She paused and she sounded surprised when she spoke again.
"Mom?"
Now it was my turn. I moved the mouthpiece of the phone from the VCR and spoke into it quietly.
"Be careful not to say anything until I tell you not to."
Bella didn't speak, scared.
"Now, I don't need to hurt your mother, so please do exactly what I say, and she'll be fine."
She still didn't talk. I grinned widely, showing my white teeth. This was going perfectly.
"That's very good" I praised. "Now, repeat after me, and do try to sound natural. Please say, 'No, mom, stay where you are."
"No, Mom, stay where you are" she repeated quietly.
"I can see this is going to be difficult. Why don't you walk into another room now so your face doesn't ruin everything? There's no reason for your mother to suffer. As you're walking, please say, 'Mom, please listen to me.' Say it now." My voice was charming, trying to make her feel as relaxed as possible.
"Mom, please listen to me" her voice was pleading. Very good, I thought.
"There now, are you alone? Just answer yes or no."
"Yes." Her voice was still quiet.
"But they can still hear you, I'm sure."
"Yes." Her voice broke this time. I needed her to hold on a moment longer.
"All right, then," I continued. "say, 'mom, trust me.'"
"Mom, trust me."
"This worked out rather than better than I expected. I was prepared to wait, but your mother arrived ahead of schedule" I lied. "It's easier this way, isn't it? Less suspense, less anxiety for you."
She didn't speak, so I continued on.
"Now, I want you to listen very carefully. I'm going to need you to get away from your friends; do you think you can do that? Answer yes or no."
"No."
I sighed, this part was going to be difficult.
"I'm sorry to hear that. I was hoping you would be a little more creative that that. Do you think you could get away from them if your mother's life depended on it? Answer yes or no."
"Yes."
"That's better. I'm sure it won't be easy, but if I get the slightest hint that you have company, well, that would be very bad for your mother. You must know enough about us by now to realize how quickly I would know if you tried to brig anyone along with you, And how little time I would need to deal with your mother if that was the case, Do you understand? Answer yes or no."
"Yes" she answered simply, and yet her voice broke.
"Very good, Bella. Now this is what you have to do, I want you to go to your mother's house. Next to the phone there will be a number. Call it, and I'll tell you where to go from there. Can you do that? Answer yes or no."
"Yes."
"Before noon, please, Bella. I haven't got all day" I told her, in my politest voice I could manage.
"Where's Phil?" she asked.
Phil? I had not heard of a Phil. Maybe he was a close friend of the mother's. Boyfriend, perhaps?
"Ah, be careful now, Bella. Wait until I ask you to speak, please."
She waited. Obviously my warning got through to her.
"It's important, now, that you don't make your friends suspicious when you go back to them, Tell them that your mother called, and that you talked her out of coming home for the time being. Now repeat after me, 'Thank you, Mom.' Say it now."
"Thank you, Mom."
"Say, 'I love you, Mom, I'll see you soon.' Say it now."
"I love you, Mom. I'll see you soon." Her voice was thick and I heard the tears coming.
"Goodbye, Bella. I look forward to seeing you again."
