Hey omg omg omg where to even begin? ok before I explain here are some thingies i need to say:
1) my life was empty without this
2) Its been like a month so lets start fresh and get me to 10 followers!
3) I've missed you!
WHY I WASN'T WRITING:
so i did pretty bad on my report card and well ya, thats pretty much it. LOVE YOU GUYS!
So who's ready to read chap 9?
CECE POV
Done for. We are absolutely done for. I mean, what could possibly have happened?
We were on the phone one second and the next: BOOM!
I don't think any one understands that this could've been the end. For both of them.
"You guys!" Ty yells knocking me back to the real depressing world.
"What TY" Tinka snaps.
Though I can't really blame her. What the hell could be so important?
"OK Tinka I guess you don't want to know I found a note from Rocky?" TY says starting yet another bicker war with Tinka.
"GUYS!" Gunther shouts. Why does he even try? They're gonna continue either way.
"TY BLUE DO NOT, I MEAN DON'T YOU DARE, BULL ME WITH YOUR LITTLE WINY GIRL CRAP, BECAUSE GUESS WHAT TY? THIS COULD VERY WELL BE YOUR FAULT SO STOP THE CRAPPING AND READ THE NOTE. NOW." Woah. I have to admit Tinka did get out of hand, but c'mon, Ty knows better than to sass a pregnant woman.
"Here goes:
MY name is Raquel Blue. I am writing this note for anyone who may come looking for me. Sorry to dissapoint you, but the only place you may find me after this is a grave (if I'm lucky).
MY boyfriend Deuce is in the other room fighting with him.
Deuce told me to hide.
And so now, I sit in the bathtub, curled in a ball, writing this, for whoever's concern it may be.
In case, however, me and Deuce make it out alive, he has threatened to take us to the Ridgewood Wood House.
CeCe if you're reading this, don't continue. Don't search for me. It will only be a disappointment.
-Rocky."
"wow," I croak out.
"woah," Tinka follows, "Ty do you-" she stops realizing Ty is in Rocky's room.
Blood.
That is basically all we see. A blood stained bed and a gun thrown on it. We all walk around, evaluating the room, hoping we will find something new, anything that tells us the slightest clue of life-except for Gunther. He walks to the bed and puts the gun in his pocket. Words cannot come out so I give him a questioning stare.
"What?" He asks, "If we're going to Ridgewood we could use another gun."
Ridgewood? I gulp. Oh no. Does he know how dangerous that is? BUt Rocky. Ofcourse. We have to find her.
"When do we go?" there is no care for an awkward glance so I might as well be straight forward.
"Tomorrow," Ty finally answers, "tomorrow. Everyone at my place tomorrow be packed I have a tent. Be ready for some serious camping in Ridgewood."
This is too much, "Okay," I storm out. everything. If Rocky is hurt I will never forgive myself. I'm her best friend. I should've been there when this happened. I should've been by her. Comforting her. But I wasn't. And she probably hates me for it.
Well now what? I guess I'll just take my car and go home...and what? Then what? Pack a bag for Ridgewood? What the hell goes in it? My phone? A freaking picture of Rocky? Ugh.
Well I'm almost home so I better figure out what goes in it quick.
SHIT!
We all went to Rocky's in my car! Everyone's there without a ride! I'll call Tinka.
CeCe- Omg Tinka I am so sorry I'll come right back I totally forgot about-
Gunther grabs tinka's phone
Gunther- Ce, it's completely fine we called Dina.
Cece- Okay then, sorry again. Love you.
Gunther- Bye.
What was that? I just told Gunther I loved him and this happened? I mean we always exchange "I love you"s but this time, he just said "bye." I mean, I know I might be acting kinda paranoid, but come to think of it, when was the last time he told me he loved me? It should've been two minutes ago, but I can't even remember when? And okay, I know that what we have is special but, lately, his effort level in our relationship is zero.
Well I'm home, so what now?
"Hey Ce." Oh yeah, that's my 'lil bro Flynn. He's pretty legit-for a 13 year old boy-that is. If he knew about everything that's going on, though, he'd die. You see, Flynn acts all smooth, and "cool kid" when in reality, he is so sensitive, he wouldn't kill a fly.
"Hey Flynn, where's mom?" I respond trying to be nonchalant.
"Working late. Wanna order pizza?" I feel bad turning such a sweetheart down, but, honestly, WE HAVE BIGGER ISSUES.
I hand him a 20 dollar bill, and tell him to order what ever he wants for himself. Now HERE'S something I haven't thought of-what is gonna be our cover story for this whole thing? Better call Tinka and find out before we all tell our parents different things.
The phone's ringing.
And just in case you were wondering-yes- I am in my room now (away from Flynn).
"Hey," Tinka says, shakily.
"Hey, whats up?" I ask. No, not just trying to make small talk, I genuinely care about my friend.
"Um..nothing, What did you want?" she asked roughly.
I decide to push this matter away-for now. "What's our cover story?"
"We are all going camping. THat includes Rocky and Deuce."
"Okay, then. Now will you just tell me the problem, please?"
"Well Ce," she starts,"you see...I'm not actually...what's the word...pregnant?"
My jaw drops.
OH MY GOD.
Why would she lie about this? How do I find out? Oh-I know!- ask her!
"Wha-wha-what?" I manage,"why would you lie about...?"
"I DID NOT LIE. I was pregnant. I had an abortion."
"WHAT?" my eyes widen. An abortion?! Why would she do that?!
"Ce, I'm 17! I am NOT ready to be a mother!"
"Well, then you should've been safe!"
"Well, I wasn't! We all make mistakes!"
"Yeah, but we don't just kill the consequences, do we now?!"
"Goodbye CeCe."
And with that she hung up.
SO? Did I redeem myself for being gone for so long? Love ya'll. r&r
