Chapter 12 Misleaded
"LISA!" Cynthia cried.
The happy look on her face quickly faded. The voice on the other line was not Lisa's. It was merely the voice of a stranger.
"No, but are you the owner of this phone?" the stranger asked.
"No, um sir, where did you find that phone?" Cynthia asked. She started shaking her head at what she was hearing.
"I found it on the side of the road. I was doing my community service. Great punishment huh? I kept it just in case someone called it." The stranger said.
Cynthia sighed. Now there was no way of reaching Lisa. Tears immediately started building up in her eyes. Then they started to fall uncontrollably. Joe saw that she was crying.
"What's wrong? Who's on the line Cynthia?" He asked. Joe had a feeling that something was wrong. He knew it wasn't Lisa on the other line. He waited until she hung up to ask her what was going on.
"Okay, thank you anyways mister. Bye." Cynthia said sadly.
"Bye. I hope you find the right answer to what's wrong." The stranger said comfortingly.
Cynthia just hung up. She was drained. Lisa was her best friend and she couldn't get to her. Cynthia was supposed to be a loyal friend, but what was she supposed to do? There was no sign of Lisa anywhere. No notes, signs, messages. Nothing. Cynthia was out of questions, answers, and energy. She didn't know how to tell Joe what just happened. She knows that he is really close to giving up. She didn't want him to, but he didn't know what to do either. They were both just lost.
"Joe, that wasn't Lisa. It was a man who found it while he was doing his community service. He was keeping it until the owner called. I'm so sorry Joe. I am. I don't know what else to do. We've done so much. We take one step forward to get knocked back hundred more. I'm just out of ideas." Cynthia said still crying.
"It's alright Cynthia." Joe put his arm around her to try to comfort her. "You and I did all we could with so little. You are a loyal friend and Lisa is very lucky to have you in her life. You are the best thing that has happened to her since her rape. I wish that there was more we could do, but there isn't. All we can do is hope and pray that something bad hasn't happened to her and pray for a safe return." Joe explained. Now he was starting to cry.
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"Well, Leese it looks like someone is looking for you." Jackson said waving the phone in her face.
He had tied her back up to the bed when she was sleeping. To keep her from escaping while he slept.
"Why are you doing this? You stole me, now don't think it's time for you to return me?" Lisa spat back at him. The ropes on her wrist were starting to cut at her skin causing them to start bleeding.
He saw her wrists, but he tried to ignore them. Jackson hated seeing her like this. Tearstained, yelling, bleeding. He wanted so badly to tell her the truth of why he stole her. To make her happy. Happy with him if she wanted to be. It was breaking his heart.
"No I don't Lisa. I still need you." Jackson finally said.
Lisa really hated him when he was like this. Why couldn't he just tell her what he was feeling? What was he scared of? She didn't he beat her, tied her up to things, and drugged her. She just couldn't place it. Lisa loved him with all of her heart. But how could she love someone who treated her so badly. She just decided to call it her female- driven fact based emotion.
"What? What exactly do you need me for, why can't you just tell me the truth?" Lisa said with a fed up tone. She was hoping for the truth. Actually praying.
"You want the truth?" He asked.
"Yes, more than anything. Tell me"
"Alright here it goes….."
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