Disclaimer: I don't own saw….. or the ring
'I love you all…..so much'I have to click the button before I completely break down. I lied to them, Amanda's fast asleep. I just couldn't bear to hear them worrying. I stare at the shock collar and sigh. I've tried everything to get it off, but all it did was dig into my skin. Amanda's not used it on me yet, but I don't trust her not to. Is that all the advice they can give me? Play along until they find me and HOPEFULLY get me out?
It doesn't matter what they do. I'll never get out, not with Amanda here anyway. I need to earn her trust but it's just so HUMILIATING. What I'm wearing right now for example, a NIGHTIE. FOR God's sake, I'm 16. I slept naked for a whole month last summer when our air conditioning broke, this is just a slap in the face. The cuts on my back are smarting. I don't understand it. What made her crack? Jigsaw told me that in the time, where Jade hated Hoffman and was still recovering from the rigged trap, her and Amanda were friends. It was only when Jade and Hoffman got together that she left. I wonder what she DID. It was weeks until she finally showed up with the F.B.I, she must have been doing something in that time.
I look at the phone. I don't know where it came from. I just found it under the bed. There was no credit but I dialled reverse charge (a word to the wise, reverse charge will SAVE YOUR LIFE) to call home. Squirming in the tiny bed I remember the sound of their horrified voices. I know Kat and Amy were just holding off crying until I'd rung off. I don't know about the boys. Jigsaw will be hurting a lot, I know him. He'll be blaming himself. Hoffman won't be too thrilled with himself either, the last father-daughter thing we did was have a knife fight. Max… I just don't know. He's Amanda's son. As far as SHE'S concerned we're brother and sister, but at least us sane people know we're not. He looked so sad when I last saw him. And on the phone… what he said to me, it was so sweet. But now I don't know if I can trust him. I know it isn't his fault what his mother did, but he knew what she did. And he knew me. I told him my grandpa was jigsaw and he didn't put 2 and 2 together.
I take a big swig from the glass of water on the shelf above me (the only thing that isn't rotten) I know that it'll soon take a big toll on me, but for some reason I just don't care. Because something else is bothering me.
The voice.
The voice that was screaming through the door when Amanda was beating me.
It sounded familiar, I don't know how but it did. But it's a scary familiar, the kind you associate with something horrible. Like in THE RING where a dead horse was associated with somebody who watched that video…..
Oh….
I hate that movie.
I slip out of bed, deciding it's safer to answer the call of nature before it actually calls you. Luckily, when Amanda was forcing a toothbrush into my mouth (a horrible experience, but of course, too hungry and bleeding to struggle) I remembered the room. As I slide the lock across the door I feel a vibration go down my leg.
Oh for god's sake! This is just disgusting! as if I'm not embarrassed enough-
Oh wait.
It's the phone. A text. I pull it out of the pocket and look at who it's from.
What the…?
Max senior?
I didn't know Max had a dad. Well, at least a live one. I open the text.
'what? You have Jade's daughter? Amanda, what have you done?'
what the hell?
I put the phone on the floor and focus on the more important matter of present. But on my way back to my room. I can't help replying. Clearly, whoever this guy is thinks this is still Amanda's phone, so as far as they're concerned, I'm Amanda.
I text back 'I have her here, in my house, she's my rightful daughter' I add a few mistakes to make it look like Amanda wrote it. A few moments later.
'Amanda, you know she isn't. she's Jade's. and Hoffman's' I remember what Amanda yelled at me. I text' I loved him MORE than that whore. she should have been mine. Jade didn't deserve her.'
Then
' I went to high school with her. She was good, spunky and kind. it's one thing you don't let me see our son, it's another to throw him out, THEN try and replace him'
but…..Jade couldn't read…..she only went to school for a month or so…
wait.
Texting faster tan ever, I type a message to Jigsaw
'list me everybody who went to high school with Hoff and Jade, who knew what they did' it takes a while, but eventually…
'a kid called Mickey, Kat, Amy, Fruit shoot and another tall guy called Max'
MAX…that's him
'I think that Max guy is our Max's father.' I forward the text conversation we just had. A few minutes later, the phone vibrates again. It's young Max this time.
'Alex. We have to know if this guy is who we think he is. you need to trick him into coming here, that way, we have a better chance of getting you out alive.'
Without even having to think, I sen Max senior one final text.
'if you love him so much, go and find him. He lives where I got my new daughter. 74, hazel drive. Miami. Go ahead, find your precious little boy. But don't expect him to love you.'
And, as promised, very quickly.
'I'm on my way right now'
well, I think I've figured out what Amanda was doing all this time.
A big enough twist? Please review. Also, what did people thing of the chapter where Jade actually died? It's just nobody reviewed.
