***This part isn't as long, but i figured i'd post it anyway***
Lucky for Randy, Sidney did still have the same number.
Sidney picked up on the second ring. "Hello?"
"Um, Sid, um, hi. This is, this is Randy."
"Randy's dead," Sidney said. Her voice was full of pain and anger.
"No, Sid, I'm alive. I-" Randy was cut off.
"I'm not stupid, i know you probally have a voice box and i know Rany is dead. I went to his funeral," she said before hanging up. She was frustrated. How could this sicko pretend to be one of her very best friends that had die?
The phone rang again. Sidney picked it up. "listen asswhole." She started to say.
"Whoa, Sid, what's the matter?" her fathers voices said.
"Oh, dad, i thought you were someone else," sidney told him.
"Well, Sidney, i heard what's happening down there. Do you wanna come home?" her dad asked.
"No, no Dad, I'm fine, i'll be fine. He's probally dojne now," Sidney said trying to convine\ce herself and her dad at the same time.
"Well Sid, if you change your mind..."
"I know your number Dad. Look, i'm gonna let you go. Dewy and Gale are waiting for me. Bye." Sidney hung up the phone and looked around the living room. A month ago, the room made her fell safe, now, sitting in that house, she felt far from safe.
*At the hospital*
Randy turned on the TV. He siged. Gale was on agian. "I'll be at the Waterfield Mall in LA on Friday from 10 to 3 signing autographs for my new book "My Life Story" by Gale Whethers," she said.
Then Randy knew. He would go see Gale. She would tell Sidney that he was alive. She would lead him to Sidney. Another doctor entered the room. "Dr. Anderson?" Randy said.
"Yes son," the doctor, who was in his mid 50's asked.
"Will i be able to leave... Thurseday?" Randy asked.
"Yes, i should think so," the doctor repleid. "We will give you your money when yuo leave."
"How much do i get?" Randy asked. The hospital was paying him. Since he was an experiment, and wasn't planning on sueing, he would get paid.
"3,000," the doctor said.
That should be enough for a ticket Randy thought. And i need to get Sidney some kind of a presant. Since i couldn't be there for her.
*Gale and Dewy's house*
"I got another call from the killer," Sidney said. "On my cell phone."
Gale looked surprised and frightend. "But the only people who know that number are me, Dewy, and your dad," Gale said.
"Randy, Randy knew. The guy who called had a voice box or something, he said he was Randy," Sidney said sadly.
"That means..." Dewy started.
"The person must have know Randy," Gale said finishing his sentence. Dewy nodded agreeing.
"Who knew Randy?" Dewy asked.
"Stupid question Dewy. Alot of people. He had a sister, a family, friends..." Gale said.
"You don't think Martha," Dewy said.
"No of course not. Martha wouldn't hurt a fly," Sidney said.
*Friday*
It was one o'clock and Rany was almost at the front of the line. He had been waiting since 10:oo. I guess alot of people still love Gale he thought.
Ten minute later, he was in front of the line. Gale didn't even look up. she just signed his book and gave back. "Gale," he said.
He heard her gasp. Gale looked up. "Randy???" she said, very surprised.
He nodded. Gale stood up. "listen, family emergency. I'm done with this," she yelled. She grabbed Randy's hand and practically pulled him to her car like he was a little kid. "Randy! Oh my God! How?" Gale exclaimed.
"It's hard to explain, but i'll tell you, Sid, and Dewy once i get to see you all. Congragilations by the way," Randy answered.
Gale nooded. "How'd you know?"
"The hospital does have TV." Randy told her.
"Oh, yeah. Did you call Sidney?" Gale asked.
Randy nodded. "She hung up. Called me stupid," Randy said.
Gale breathed a sigh of relief. "We thought it was the killer.
"Huh?" Randy asked.
"I'll tell you when you tell me," Gale said.
They pulled up in Sidney's drive way.
TBC
Lucky for Randy, Sidney did still have the same number.
Sidney picked up on the second ring. "Hello?"
"Um, Sid, um, hi. This is, this is Randy."
"Randy's dead," Sidney said. Her voice was full of pain and anger.
"No, Sid, I'm alive. I-" Randy was cut off.
"I'm not stupid, i know you probally have a voice box and i know Rany is dead. I went to his funeral," she said before hanging up. She was frustrated. How could this sicko pretend to be one of her very best friends that had die?
The phone rang again. Sidney picked it up. "listen asswhole." She started to say.
"Whoa, Sid, what's the matter?" her fathers voices said.
"Oh, dad, i thought you were someone else," sidney told him.
"Well, Sidney, i heard what's happening down there. Do you wanna come home?" her dad asked.
"No, no Dad, I'm fine, i'll be fine. He's probally dojne now," Sidney said trying to convine\ce herself and her dad at the same time.
"Well Sid, if you change your mind..."
"I know your number Dad. Look, i'm gonna let you go. Dewy and Gale are waiting for me. Bye." Sidney hung up the phone and looked around the living room. A month ago, the room made her fell safe, now, sitting in that house, she felt far from safe.
*At the hospital*
Randy turned on the TV. He siged. Gale was on agian. "I'll be at the Waterfield Mall in LA on Friday from 10 to 3 signing autographs for my new book "My Life Story" by Gale Whethers," she said.
Then Randy knew. He would go see Gale. She would tell Sidney that he was alive. She would lead him to Sidney. Another doctor entered the room. "Dr. Anderson?" Randy said.
"Yes son," the doctor, who was in his mid 50's asked.
"Will i be able to leave... Thurseday?" Randy asked.
"Yes, i should think so," the doctor repleid. "We will give you your money when yuo leave."
"How much do i get?" Randy asked. The hospital was paying him. Since he was an experiment, and wasn't planning on sueing, he would get paid.
"3,000," the doctor said.
That should be enough for a ticket Randy thought. And i need to get Sidney some kind of a presant. Since i couldn't be there for her.
*Gale and Dewy's house*
"I got another call from the killer," Sidney said. "On my cell phone."
Gale looked surprised and frightend. "But the only people who know that number are me, Dewy, and your dad," Gale said.
"Randy, Randy knew. The guy who called had a voice box or something, he said he was Randy," Sidney said sadly.
"That means..." Dewy started.
"The person must have know Randy," Gale said finishing his sentence. Dewy nodded agreeing.
"Who knew Randy?" Dewy asked.
"Stupid question Dewy. Alot of people. He had a sister, a family, friends..." Gale said.
"You don't think Martha," Dewy said.
"No of course not. Martha wouldn't hurt a fly," Sidney said.
*Friday*
It was one o'clock and Rany was almost at the front of the line. He had been waiting since 10:oo. I guess alot of people still love Gale he thought.
Ten minute later, he was in front of the line. Gale didn't even look up. she just signed his book and gave back. "Gale," he said.
He heard her gasp. Gale looked up. "Randy???" she said, very surprised.
He nodded. Gale stood up. "listen, family emergency. I'm done with this," she yelled. She grabbed Randy's hand and practically pulled him to her car like he was a little kid. "Randy! Oh my God! How?" Gale exclaimed.
"It's hard to explain, but i'll tell you, Sid, and Dewy once i get to see you all. Congragilations by the way," Randy answered.
Gale nooded. "How'd you know?"
"The hospital does have TV." Randy told her.
"Oh, yeah. Did you call Sidney?" Gale asked.
Randy nodded. "She hung up. Called me stupid," Randy said.
Gale breathed a sigh of relief. "We thought it was the killer.
"Huh?" Randy asked.
"I'll tell you when you tell me," Gale said.
They pulled up in Sidney's drive way.
TBC