To the Reviewers—
Dont-eat-chunky-pudding- hehe, thank you. I'm glad you like it.
Jewelkitten- Yep, so he seems. Thanks for the review.
The fourth wheel- That he is, and I'm glad you like it.
Sara Stokes1- Thanks, and yeah, I would have put the grade higher but they would have changed, and yeah there's a whole theory behind it.. :-p
The CheezHead- Alright, well in chapter 6 there was only one POV but I think your talking about the dividing lines, yeah my computer totally messed up the chapters. I'll try to make them more clear. Thanks for the review.
Well thanks for all those who reviewed!
I own nothing once again :( ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Screaming, and running with Freddy holding my hand. His father is pounding the pavement, running after us. --
I wake up; shaking with fear from a dream that I can't quite remember. Feeling someone beside me, I freeze then I remember its Freddy.
I turn to face him, he's still asleep. I snuggle closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. I look up at his face and notice a big bruise on his cheek. I shudder, thinking about yesterday.
I hear my cell phone start ringing, and it's so loud so I try to get up as fast and as carefully as I can so I won't wake Freddy up; wanting him to have a little more time before he has to face reality again.
"Hello?" I say, answering the phone.
"Katie?! Where are you?! Did you forget that we have school today?!" I hear Summer yell into the phone.
Moving into the hall way, so I wont wake up Freddy, I say "Summer, I can't come today some stuff happened. I'll tell you about it later."
"What kind of stuff?" Summer asks with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"I'll tell you later, okay?" I say.
"No, tell me now! What happened? Are you in trouble?" Summer asks.
"Summer I have to go now, I'll call you later and I'll tell you all about it, okay? Bye" I say, before I click the off button. Then I turn off my phone just in case she tries to call again.
Walking back into my room, I notice that Freddy has woken up and now is staring at me.
"Good Morning" I say, sitting on the bed beside where he is laying.
"Morning" Freddy says with a sleep filled voice.
I feel arms go around me, pulling me back on the bed. Landing next to Freddy, I stare up into his eyes, trying to find out what he's feeling at the moment.
Before I can ask, I feel lips on mine. Kissing them lightly at first then adding more pressure after a while.
I put my arms around Freddy's neck, kissing him back. I feel a hand go up my shirt, I try to pull it back, but I feel it just go back up again. I pull back from Freddy, and get off the bed saying, "No Freddy, not yet."
"I know I know, I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that." Freddy says with a sad expression.
Sitting back down on the bed, I take his hand.
"What am I going to do, Katie?" Freddy asks, with a fear filled voice.
"I don't know, Freddy. I wish I did, but I don't" I say, rubbing his hand trying to comfort him.
I hear the phone ring, and I feel Freddy tense up beside me.
Standing up, pulling Freddy with me. I walk down the stairs, to wait and see if they leave a message, because I am in no way picking it up.
I hear the beep for the answering machine and a women's voice on the other end. It's Freddy's mom.
"Um, hello there, this is Mrs. Jones, Freddy's mother. Since Katie and Freddy are friends, I was just wondering if you knew where he is; he left all the sudden last night and hasn't come back. His father and I are very worried" I hear Freddy snort at that, I give him a look and keep listening "So if you know anything please give me a call. Thank you." I hear the click of the machine, and look up at Freddy.
"Hah! Worried my butt, once I step foot in that house, I'll get beat till I can't move. Dad just wants his whipping post back and that is never happening again. He will never touch me again" Freddy says in an anger filled voice.
"Freddy, you have to turn him in or he can just drag you back home." I say.
Freddy walks into the living room, I walk in behind him. Then I notice he still is in what he slept in, or should I say what he didn't sleep in?
"You need to go to the police, or he can report you for running away or something" I say, trying to get him motivated to go.
I see him shrug, "What? It's true! And if you want, I'll go with you because I never ever want to see another bruise on you again, unless it's from me" I say, trying to lighten the mood, not knowing why seeing that this is a serious matter. But I've never been good at being serious for long period's time.
I see him smirk a little bit.
"Fine, I, I guess we could go" I hear him say.
"Okay, well let's go get dressed so we can get there as soon as possible" I say, walking to the living room entrance.
"But once we do that, where am I going to stay? Are they going to send me to a foster home or something? Because I'd rather stay with my dad then go to a faster home." Freddy says, with a worried filled voice.
I think for a minute, "You could stay here" I suggest.
"Yeah, right like your mom would go along with that idea" Freddy says, rolling his eyes.
"You never know. After we talk to the police, I'll call her and ask" I say, trying not to lose hope.
"Fine, whatever." Freddy says, walking past me, up the stairs.
I follow him, wondering why he's suddenly mad at me when I'm only trying to help.
Walking up to my door, I hear Freddy crying.
I walk into my room; I see Freddy sitting on my bed with his head in his hands I ask "Freddy what's wrong?" Then I shake my head at my stupid question.
"Katie, just leave me alone. I really don't feel like being around anyone right now, okay?" Freddy says with a heartbreaking expression. "Okay" I merely whisper, trying to hold my own tears back. I walk out of my room and head downstairs to the basement.
I pick up my bass and start playing some song while tears run down my face.
After awhile, I feel someone looking at me. I look up and see Freddy standing by the basement door, fully dressed.
I rub my face with the back of my hand, trying to wipe up my tears.
"Katie" Freddy says, in a low voice.
"What?" I ask.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to snap at you. I just needed some time by myself." Freddy says.
"It's, its okay." I say, looking down at the floor.
We're silent for awhile then I hear Freddy say.
"I'm going to the police; I need to get it over with." Freddy says.
"Okay, well I hope it goes well." I say.
"Um, I was hoping you could go with me?" Freddy asks, with a little hopeful smile on his face.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes" Freddy says.
"If you're sure, I guess I should go get dressed them" I say, standing up.
I see Freddy smile at me; I give him a little smile, and walk past him up the stairs.
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Yeah, I know, I know this chapter kind of sucked. Kind of a filler, I guess. I'll try to post a new chapter soon. I hope you sort of, kinda liked it. ForTheNations---
Jewelkitten- Yep, so he seems. Thanks for the review.
The fourth wheel- That he is, and I'm glad you like it.
Sara Stokes1- Thanks, and yeah, I would have put the grade higher but they would have changed, and yeah there's a whole theory behind it.. :-p
The CheezHead- Alright, well in chapter 6 there was only one POV but I think your talking about the dividing lines, yeah my computer totally messed up the chapters. I'll try to make them more clear. Thanks for the review.
Well thanks for all those who reviewed!
I own nothing once again :( ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Screaming, and running with Freddy holding my hand. His father is pounding the pavement, running after us. --
I wake up; shaking with fear from a dream that I can't quite remember. Feeling someone beside me, I freeze then I remember its Freddy.
I turn to face him, he's still asleep. I snuggle closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. I look up at his face and notice a big bruise on his cheek. I shudder, thinking about yesterday.
I hear my cell phone start ringing, and it's so loud so I try to get up as fast and as carefully as I can so I won't wake Freddy up; wanting him to have a little more time before he has to face reality again.
"Hello?" I say, answering the phone.
"Katie?! Where are you?! Did you forget that we have school today?!" I hear Summer yell into the phone.
Moving into the hall way, so I wont wake up Freddy, I say "Summer, I can't come today some stuff happened. I'll tell you about it later."
"What kind of stuff?" Summer asks with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"I'll tell you later, okay?" I say.
"No, tell me now! What happened? Are you in trouble?" Summer asks.
"Summer I have to go now, I'll call you later and I'll tell you all about it, okay? Bye" I say, before I click the off button. Then I turn off my phone just in case she tries to call again.
Walking back into my room, I notice that Freddy has woken up and now is staring at me.
"Good Morning" I say, sitting on the bed beside where he is laying.
"Morning" Freddy says with a sleep filled voice.
I feel arms go around me, pulling me back on the bed. Landing next to Freddy, I stare up into his eyes, trying to find out what he's feeling at the moment.
Before I can ask, I feel lips on mine. Kissing them lightly at first then adding more pressure after a while.
I put my arms around Freddy's neck, kissing him back. I feel a hand go up my shirt, I try to pull it back, but I feel it just go back up again. I pull back from Freddy, and get off the bed saying, "No Freddy, not yet."
"I know I know, I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that." Freddy says with a sad expression.
Sitting back down on the bed, I take his hand.
"What am I going to do, Katie?" Freddy asks, with a fear filled voice.
"I don't know, Freddy. I wish I did, but I don't" I say, rubbing his hand trying to comfort him.
I hear the phone ring, and I feel Freddy tense up beside me.
Standing up, pulling Freddy with me. I walk down the stairs, to wait and see if they leave a message, because I am in no way picking it up.
I hear the beep for the answering machine and a women's voice on the other end. It's Freddy's mom.
"Um, hello there, this is Mrs. Jones, Freddy's mother. Since Katie and Freddy are friends, I was just wondering if you knew where he is; he left all the sudden last night and hasn't come back. His father and I are very worried" I hear Freddy snort at that, I give him a look and keep listening "So if you know anything please give me a call. Thank you." I hear the click of the machine, and look up at Freddy.
"Hah! Worried my butt, once I step foot in that house, I'll get beat till I can't move. Dad just wants his whipping post back and that is never happening again. He will never touch me again" Freddy says in an anger filled voice.
"Freddy, you have to turn him in or he can just drag you back home." I say.
Freddy walks into the living room, I walk in behind him. Then I notice he still is in what he slept in, or should I say what he didn't sleep in?
"You need to go to the police, or he can report you for running away or something" I say, trying to get him motivated to go.
I see him shrug, "What? It's true! And if you want, I'll go with you because I never ever want to see another bruise on you again, unless it's from me" I say, trying to lighten the mood, not knowing why seeing that this is a serious matter. But I've never been good at being serious for long period's time.
I see him smirk a little bit.
"Fine, I, I guess we could go" I hear him say.
"Okay, well let's go get dressed so we can get there as soon as possible" I say, walking to the living room entrance.
"But once we do that, where am I going to stay? Are they going to send me to a foster home or something? Because I'd rather stay with my dad then go to a faster home." Freddy says, with a worried filled voice.
I think for a minute, "You could stay here" I suggest.
"Yeah, right like your mom would go along with that idea" Freddy says, rolling his eyes.
"You never know. After we talk to the police, I'll call her and ask" I say, trying not to lose hope.
"Fine, whatever." Freddy says, walking past me, up the stairs.
I follow him, wondering why he's suddenly mad at me when I'm only trying to help.
Walking up to my door, I hear Freddy crying.
I walk into my room; I see Freddy sitting on my bed with his head in his hands I ask "Freddy what's wrong?" Then I shake my head at my stupid question.
"Katie, just leave me alone. I really don't feel like being around anyone right now, okay?" Freddy says with a heartbreaking expression. "Okay" I merely whisper, trying to hold my own tears back. I walk out of my room and head downstairs to the basement.
I pick up my bass and start playing some song while tears run down my face.
After awhile, I feel someone looking at me. I look up and see Freddy standing by the basement door, fully dressed.
I rub my face with the back of my hand, trying to wipe up my tears.
"Katie" Freddy says, in a low voice.
"What?" I ask.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to snap at you. I just needed some time by myself." Freddy says.
"It's, its okay." I say, looking down at the floor.
We're silent for awhile then I hear Freddy say.
"I'm going to the police; I need to get it over with." Freddy says.
"Okay, well I hope it goes well." I say.
"Um, I was hoping you could go with me?" Freddy asks, with a little hopeful smile on his face.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes" Freddy says.
"If you're sure, I guess I should go get dressed them" I say, standing up.
I see Freddy smile at me; I give him a little smile, and walk past him up the stairs.
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Yeah, I know, I know this chapter kind of sucked. Kind of a filler, I guess. I'll try to post a new chapter soon. I hope you sort of, kinda liked it. ForTheNations---