AN: Sorry for the really late update, guys! I had a lot of block on this one. I know exactly what to write for the next one though, so hopefully it'll take a lot less time than this one did. I hope you enjoy anyway!
Simon and Jeanette talked for hours after he was finally able to comfort her into thinking he would be alright and there was no reason to cry. They talked about anything and everything and caught up on the past five years of one another's lives.
Jeanette told Simon how Theodore was doing, and that he had spent the past three years desperately searching, finding Eleanor after one of those years was complete, and how he was supposed to come for a visit within the coming months.
She told him about how worried Alvin was for him, and the little bit she knew about Alvin's home life for the past few years. She told him how Eleanor and Brittany were doing, and explained the situation behind Brittany having a baby.
Simon told Jeanette about everything he possibly could without having her cry for him again. He told her the reason behind his parents adopting him, and their reasoning behind beating him. He explained that they wanted him to be perfect, and disobeying them was not an option.
He told her about how he wasn't allowed to have friends or fun, about how spending one minute of his time not doing something educational would lead to another attack.
She asked for his address. He wouldn't give it to her.
Alvin turned over on his bed again, awaking from his fitful sleep. He couldn't stay asleep for more than a few minutes that night, he was too worried.
Ever since he found out about Simon's situation, his brotherly instincts kicked in and he needed to know his brother was out of harms way. The problem was, he knew he wasn't.
Theodore opened his eyes, to find that the sun had started to rise over the horizon. He closed them back and snuggled under his blankets, it was far too early to be awake anyway.
He couldn't shake the nagging feeling he was getting that he should be awake though. So the chubby little chipmunk slowly stood up and moved to his computer. Eleanor probably wouldn't be on this late, it was the middle of the night for her, but he hoped she would at least have messaged him about her day like he would have done if he wasn't so tired the night before.
Eleanor was determined to stay up. She had to. There was no telling when Theodore would get online, but she had to wait for him. The importance of what she had to tell her best friend were keeping her wide awake as she anxiously stared at her computer monitor.
He would be online soon. He had to.
By now Alvin was pacing back and forth across the floor of his bedroom. There had to be something he could do. He couldn't leave Simon with these people.
He just wish he knew more about the situation. He would kill to hear Simon explain everything himself, but he had a feeling he wouldn't get that privilege if someone didn't act soon.
"What the hell are you doing on the phone?" Jeanette heard the booming voice in the background, soon following silence on Simon's end. She was about to panic when a calm, sweet sounding female voice came on the line.
"Hello, and who am I speaking with?"
"U-uh..."
"That's alright, you don't have to answer. Forget this number. Never call here again, do you understand?"
"Y-yes ma'am."
"Good." She could hear the evil smile in the woman's voice. The evil smile didn't scare her as the sounds she heard in the background right before the line went dead.
'Theodore Seville has signed in.'
Eleanor Miller had never been as happy as she was the moment she read those words. She wasted no time clicking his name to make the IM window pop up.
Eleanor Miller says:
Theodore! I have big, big, big news!
Theodore Seville says:
me too. you go first.
Eleanor Miller says:
Alvin and Simon are both in my town! Jeanette ran into Alvin in town yesterday, and about that same time Brittany ran into Simon!
Theodore was in shock. All these years he'd been searching for his brothers, and it turned out they were in the same town as the girls. Tears of happiness rolled down his face, and a huge smile planted itself there. It was then that he remembered that he hadn't responded to her yet to ask how they were.
Theodore Seville says:
really? :D how are they?
The screen told Theodore that Eleanor was typing, and it kept telling him that for a long time. He wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.
Eleanor Miller says:
Well...Alvin is in a foster home with two younger sisters, and seems to be rather, well...angry. I think he's fine though..just upset about being separated from you and Simon. Simon...well...he was adopted by these rich snobs who are so caught up in themselves that they want a perfect child with perfect grades to support their perfect image. They're abusive, Theodore. They hurt him.
Eleanor hadn't meant to, but she had picked up the phone earlier when Jeanette was on the phone with Simon, and she couldn't help but listen in from there on. She heard it when Simon spilled everything to her older sister, and she knew all about his current situation. The thought of all of it disgusted her.
Since Eleanor had such a maternal air about her, abusive parents disgusted her even more than they would any other teenage girl, and that was a lot. They were the kind of people she wanted to bash in the face with a frying pan, just to protect the poor children who were unfortunate enough to be in those situations.
She looked up at the screen. Theodore wasn't typing. Perhaps he was in shock over what she had said. He was probably very upset, she knew she would be if she were in his situation. But he also had to be happy because his brother had been found. The mix of emotions couldn't be too good for the poor boy.
There was that nagging feeling again. He was glad his brothers were alive and that he would hopefully get a chance to see them soon, but there was some feeling he was getting that there was something he knew about this, but he didn't know what it was.
He looked up at his monitor to see that Eleanor had replied again.
Eleanor Miller:
The police won't do anything about Simon. Alvin called them earlier and they pretended they wouldn't know what he was talking about! I hate police.
The 'parents', if you even wanna call them that, are named "Phillip and Lillian Deville". Jeanette looked them up earlier.
Theodore almost fell out of his chair. That name. That name.
"You really think people would notice if he just…disappeared?"
"People know we got a kid, they'll notice if he just disappears. We could 'prolly make it look like an accident…"
"You still haven't told me why we came all the way out here. Why'd we fly all the way out here just to go to the store?"
"We didn't fly all the way out here for nothing, 'Lil."
Lil.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I never thought I'd write a story with an IM conversation in it. XD That was strange.
Btw, in case you haven't noticed it yet, Simon's 'parents' share names with Rugrats characters. No, this is not accidental. I was pretty much dared to use those names. xD They look or act nothing like those characters, I assure you, and they are married, not twins.
Anyway, I'm not particularly satisfied with this one, but it's alright.
Thanks for reading!
