A/N don't worry Sri Queen CheapandEvilChik, Brooke's friends will get into the story, I'm just focusing on Val for the moment. But I added a conversation in this chapter for you. J
Disclaimer: As always I don't own In A Heartbeat..
Missing Persons
Ch. 3 Be Patient
Val looked at her alarm clock. It was close to five am.
"Come in the kitchen." her mother replied,
Val walked out of her room and was surprised when she saw that there were still people in her house and she realized she was still in her pajamas and her hair was un combed. But it didn't matter, nothing did.
She followed her mom and saw her father standing in the kitchen against the counter drinking coffee.
"The police just called." he said "They found Brooke's bike and backpack on the side of the road."
"Did they find her? Is she alright?" Val asked eager for this nightmare to be over.
"No. But, they don't think she runaway anymore."
"I don't either." Brooke was too smart, too responsible for that.
"I'm so scared." Elizabeth replied after moments of silence. Val hugged her mother and wished she could tell her everything was ok.
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It was cool and calm out as Val jogged down the street. She was looking for Brooke- no actually she just need some air, a chance to get out of the hell her home had become. She knew if the police and everyone else couldn't find her sister, she proubley couldn't either. She glanced at the telephone pole. They had already put fliers of Brooke all over the city. It was strange seeing the piece of paper tape to the wood.
"Hey Val!" she heard someone call out behind her. She knew it was Nick.
"Hi." Val replied.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"No where in particular." she said kind of harshly. It hurt seeing Nick. It made her think of Brooke, which made her then want to cry.
"Is there any news?" he asked. "I'm worried about her."
"No, no news. I know. We all are." she said staring at the young 12 year old.
"Well, I guess I better head back. Amanda, some of the kids and I are out looking."
Val nodded as he turned and walked away. She glanced into the distance as the days turned into weeks.
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A/N please tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: As always I don't own In A Heartbeat..
Missing Persons
Ch. 3 Be Patient
Val looked at her alarm clock. It was close to five am.
"Come in the kitchen." her mother replied,
Val walked out of her room and was surprised when she saw that there were still people in her house and she realized she was still in her pajamas and her hair was un combed. But it didn't matter, nothing did.
She followed her mom and saw her father standing in the kitchen against the counter drinking coffee.
"The police just called." he said "They found Brooke's bike and backpack on the side of the road."
"Did they find her? Is she alright?" Val asked eager for this nightmare to be over.
"No. But, they don't think she runaway anymore."
"I don't either." Brooke was too smart, too responsible for that.
"I'm so scared." Elizabeth replied after moments of silence. Val hugged her mother and wished she could tell her everything was ok.
* * *
It was cool and calm out as Val jogged down the street. She was looking for Brooke- no actually she just need some air, a chance to get out of the hell her home had become. She knew if the police and everyone else couldn't find her sister, she proubley couldn't either. She glanced at the telephone pole. They had already put fliers of Brooke all over the city. It was strange seeing the piece of paper tape to the wood.
"Hey Val!" she heard someone call out behind her. She knew it was Nick.
"Hi." Val replied.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"No where in particular." she said kind of harshly. It hurt seeing Nick. It made her think of Brooke, which made her then want to cry.
"Is there any news?" he asked. "I'm worried about her."
"No, no news. I know. We all are." she said staring at the young 12 year old.
"Well, I guess I better head back. Amanda, some of the kids and I are out looking."
Val nodded as he turned and walked away. She glanced into the distance as the days turned into weeks.
* * *
A/N please tell me what you think.