Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews guys. Here's chapter 21. Enjoy, and always remember to review, because it makes my day =D Btw my birthday's on Tuesday :'D So out of happiness and joy, I'll probably be spazzing out, so if one of the chapters are a bit strange, don't ask. LOL. Also, the song used in this chapter was written by Flyleaf, not me. So... Enjoy ~
The Revenge of Chucky
Chapter Twenty-one
Chucky woke up in a white room. Like his daughter, he had assumed he had died. But after blinking and readjusting his eyesight, he realized he was just in a hospital room. As he glanced off to his right, he saw Amber was in the bed next to him. She was wide awake eating cereal the hospital had provided.
"Oh," She said, noticing he had awoken. "You're up. Guess you're gonna shoot me now?"
Chucky glared. He actually almost considered it. Then he sighed.
"No," He said. "I'm letting you go."
Amber blinked. "That's a joke, right?"
"No. I'm gonna let you go."
"Why-"
"Because," Bianca said, walking in, holding up her cellphone, "you already messaged your dad, I see."
Amber looked at her cereal.
Bianca rolled her eyes. "It's fine," she said. "I texted him the address to the hospital. We told the doctor your dad's gonna pick you up. As for now," she looked at her brother, "we gotta get going before he shows up."
Chucky sat up. "Sounds good," he said.
Amber still looked shocked by the fact they were just letting her go like that.
See, Chucky had explained to Bianca earlier that he saw Bella. He told the conversation and how she insisted what he was doing was wrong. Bianca agreed, and they both decided to just let Amber go, and avoid the Barclay's at all cost.
"You can walk?" Bianca asked.
Chucky got on his feet. "Yeah, I feel fine."
"Alright, let's get going."
Amber watched her abductor's leave.
.
"Hey," Chucky called as he and his sister rushed to the car, "can I drive?"
Bianca looked at him weirdly. "Do you even remember how to?"
"Of course," He said.
Bianca hesitantly got into shotgun seat while Chucky took the driver's. Bianca handed him the keys, and he stuck them in the ignition. The engine roared to life, and Chucky began pulling out of the hospital's parking lot. Bianca was impressed.
"Nice," she commented.
"Thanks," He laughed. He glanced around the car. "Hey, where's the radio? Everything looks different." Bianca showed him where the radio was and how to use it.
"So, basically," Chucky said as he drove, "you hit this button"- Chucky clicked the 'power' button -"and then just choose what station you want?" He gestured to the mini buttons surrounding the power one.
"Yep," Bianca replied.
Chucky played around with the radio until he landed on a station he liked. After a song ended, the radio guy started to break in and out of the connection. Fuzzy sounds started to play.
"We're having some..." Fuzzy sound. "...technical..." Fuzzy sound. "...difficulties..."
Bianca frowned. "That's weird, this is a New Jersey station. How is he losing connection?"
Chucky didn't seem concerned. Suddenly, he heard... Bella.
On the radio?
Bianca and him exchanged glances.
Bella was singing:
Dear my closest friend
I'm writing because
I miss you so much
At night I always cry
The stillness still reminds me of
When we first fell in love
And I miss that so much
Dear my closest friend
Dear my closest friend
I remember when
You asked me to stay
And I just walked away
I apologize
I lost that moment
I lost that moment
Seconds at a time
Seconds at a time
I wait for your answer
But I already know
Your hand was always mine
Your hand was always mine
Your hand was always mine
Dear my closest friend
I'm writing because
I miss you so much...
Chucky sobbed.
.
Andy was driving as fast as he could.
He had rented a car once he landed in Jersey. He was driving to the address someone had texted him. As he approached the building, he almost wanted to die - it was a hospital. Was Amber alright?
Andy parked his car and immediately ran into the lobby. He walked up the lady at the desk.
"Excuse me, ma'am, where's Amber Barclay?" He questioned.
"Room 451," she replied. "May I ask who you are, though?"
"Her father," he said. He didn't hear what else she had to say, he was already racing up to the fourth floor.
When he reached Amber's room, he burst through the door.
"DAD!" Amber shrieked.
"Oh my God, Amber!" He raced up to her and they embraced tightly.
Amber started to cry in his shoulder. "D-dad...I'm so sorry..."
"Sshh," he whispered. "You have nothing to apologize about..."
"Yes I do..."
"Sshh, this isn't the time," he assured her. "Sweetie, we're gonna get you out of here... Just tell me what happened." He faced her.
Amber cleared her throat and wiped her tears. She told her father everything.
"Oh, sweetie," Andy sighed. "I have a lot to explain, too... I'll tell you on the ride home."
"Where's mom?" She asked.
Andy hesitated. "Amber... about that..."
Amber's lip quivered. "They killed her, didn't they?"
Andy looked down.
"Why don't we do something about it then?" She sneered. Amber was overwhelmed with angry and upset emotions.
Andy stared at his daughter. "What do you mean?"
"Why don't we kill his lover?"
"He has a lover?" Andy blinked.
"Tiffany," she explained. "I heard them talking about her. She inherited Jennifer's body."
Andy took his daughter's hand. "I'm not going to go off and kill this Tiffany person for revenge..."
Amber stood. "Then I guess I will."