Chapter 16 To move on Or not to
A/N sorry another short chapter. I'll to put more up in the next month or so. Please review.
A week later thing were starting to be half way normal. Jeff ended up checking on me while Matt was gone. I had to call someone. I ended up calling Katie; I told her everything from my being pregnant to Amy's death. She was dumbfounded easy to say and she said she would come see me this weekend. I went to the fridge and grabbed a bagel and cream cheese. I quickly made it and sat down at the dining room table and ate it. I grabbed the newspaper to read the comics, but something caught my eye. It was a picture of my mom and Any right next to each other. I read the article:
Linsey Hornet-Cole and Amy Dumas have alot in common. One they both dead unjustly deaths. Two they were both four months pregnant. Three neither deaths were an accident.
The police are guessing it is the same guy. Earlier in the newspaper we said that Amy was killed my a drunk driver. Well that's have true. The guy that was framed was drunk and had crashed into something. When the car were checked the dents were nothing alike. They would have had to of been some way been able to shape together in order to determine what angle they struck each other. The car dents didn't match in a way.
The article ended. What were they talking about? My mom was pregnant? Amy's death wasn't an accident? Did Jeff and Matt know? I am so confused. I'll ask Matt when he comes back home. I can't call Jeff ; he's going to be gone all day with his band. There is another link the newspaper missed and that was me. I know I am the cause of this. Maybe I should leave. It would be best to Jeff and Matt out of danger. I headed upstairs to my room. I searched under my bed for my suit case. I found it and put it on my bed. Then I went to my closet and started putting stuff in it. I heard a squeak like hidges make then I heard the door shut. I looked out the window, but saw nothing since the roof was in the way. I heard the stairs creak. I silently slide under the bed. My heart was pounding. I am sure if the person came in my room they would hear it. Who's in the house and what do they want?
A/N sorry another short chapter. I'll to put more up in the next month or so. Please review.
A week later thing were starting to be half way normal. Jeff ended up checking on me while Matt was gone. I had to call someone. I ended up calling Katie; I told her everything from my being pregnant to Amy's death. She was dumbfounded easy to say and she said she would come see me this weekend. I went to the fridge and grabbed a bagel and cream cheese. I quickly made it and sat down at the dining room table and ate it. I grabbed the newspaper to read the comics, but something caught my eye. It was a picture of my mom and Any right next to each other. I read the article:
Linsey Hornet-Cole and Amy Dumas have alot in common. One they both dead unjustly deaths. Two they were both four months pregnant. Three neither deaths were an accident.
The police are guessing it is the same guy. Earlier in the newspaper we said that Amy was killed my a drunk driver. Well that's have true. The guy that was framed was drunk and had crashed into something. When the car were checked the dents were nothing alike. They would have had to of been some way been able to shape together in order to determine what angle they struck each other. The car dents didn't match in a way.
The article ended. What were they talking about? My mom was pregnant? Amy's death wasn't an accident? Did Jeff and Matt know? I am so confused. I'll ask Matt when he comes back home. I can't call Jeff ; he's going to be gone all day with his band. There is another link the newspaper missed and that was me. I know I am the cause of this. Maybe I should leave. It would be best to Jeff and Matt out of danger. I headed upstairs to my room. I searched under my bed for my suit case. I found it and put it on my bed. Then I went to my closet and started putting stuff in it. I heard a squeak like hidges make then I heard the door shut. I looked out the window, but saw nothing since the roof was in the way. I heard the stairs creak. I silently slide under the bed. My heart was pounding. I am sure if the person came in my room they would hear it. Who's in the house and what do they want?
