CH 9
Luis flicked on the light and looked inside the room.
The place was completely furnished with two old sofas and a coffee table. Except for some old sheets and pillows tossed in the corner, there was nothing peculiar at all about the room.
"Charity what do you mean something evil happened in this room?" Luis looked back at her.
"I don't know, but I sense evil here." Charity rubbed her temples.
Beth pushed through the crowd and stood beside Luis.
"What's going on here?" she asked looking at Charity.
"Charity says she senses like something evil happened in this room." Luis responded.
"What?" A worried expression immediately appeared across her face. "That's crazy!"
Oh no! Beth thought to herself. Charity can't be sensing the time when Charlie and I kept Sheridan in the dark pit we dug in this room? If she is, I'm finished!
"I-I'm not imagining it." Charity fumbled. "S-Something awful happened in here. I-I just don't know what it is."
Charity held her head and closed her eyes as Luis steadied her.
"Charity are you ok?" he asked.
"Martin!" She exclaimed, her eyes suddenly flying open. "Martin was in here!"
Beth's eyes grew wide, as she struggled to think quickly.
"Well of course Martin was in here Charity." She began. "I play with him lots of times in this room."
"See well then that explains it." Luis confirmed.
"No!" Charity interrupted, closing her eyes once more. "I see Martin, but it was when he was a baby, and he's with a woman, but it's not Beth."
"Well of course it's me Charity! Who else would it be?" Beth yelled frustrated.
"Ok, you know what? I'm going to take the kids upstairs. They're starting to get scared." Theresa interrupted, looking at the expression on their faces.
"That's a good idea Theresa, I'll help you." Gwen volunteered.
She took Emma from Sheridan and followed Theresa upstairs.
Ms. Wallace grabbed Beth by the arm and pulled her aside.
"Oh, missy you better hope and pray that Charity is not sensing when you and Charlie kidnapped Sheridan and put her in that pit. Because if she is, you can say bye bye Luis and hello jail cell!" she chuckled.
"Damn Charity!" Beth silently cried. "If she keeps this up, everyone will know what we did!"
"No no missy, not WE, YOU!" Ms Wallace stared at her daughter. "You and that psycho Charlie were the one's that did all of this. Precious and I were just innocent bystanders to your sico schemes. So if anyone is going down, it's gonna be you!"
"The woman that I see is not Beth." Charity continued. "The woman is blonde, but I can't see her face."
"Blonde?" Gwen asked confused.
"I know who your talking about Charity." Beth quickly thought once more. "The blonde lady is my friend Stacy. She used to come around here to baby sit Martin when he was really small."
"That must be who you're seeing honey." Sam suggested, putting an arm around his niece.
"Maybe," Charity mumbled. "But that still doesn't explain the evil that I sense in here. Something terribly evil happened, and I have the feeling that Beth knows what it is."
Everyone turned around and stared at Beth.
"Charity, I don't know what your talking about." She nervously bit her bottom lip.
As Charity and Beth continued to argue, Sheridan slowly began to look around the room.
"There's something familiar about this room." She whispered to Luis. "It's almost as if I've been here before."
Luis looked at Sheridan concerned.
"Here in this room?" he asked looking into her dazed eyes.
"Yeah," she responded a bit confused herself.
She let her eyes wander up and down the walls and ceiling of the room. Suddenly her eyes cast on a window in the far corner.
"That window," she whispered.
"What about it?" Luis asked her, noticing how unsteady she was becoming on her feet. "Sheridan?" he repeated as she rubbed her temples.
Sheridan suddenly felt the whole room begin to spin, as she felt her breathing becoming irregular.
What's happening? She thought to herself.
~*~*~*FLASHBACK~*~*~*
"Please just give me back my baby!" Sheridan screamed from the bottom of the dark pit. "I'll give you whatever you want. I come from a very rich family. You can have anything you wish!"
The clown suddenly appeared above.
"I don't want anything, blondie!" she evilly sneered. "All I want is you dead!"
"But why? I don't even know you!" Sheridan cried. "All I want is my baby!"
"Forget it!" the woman's voice yelled. "You will never see your baby again, because you'll be dead!"
"No!!!" Sheridan screamed.
I have to get out of here. She thought to herself. But how?
Her eyes wandered to a window that she could barely see from where she was.
"That's it!" she smiled. "I'll yell. Someone will have to hear me!"
She positioned herself so she could see the window better.
"Help me!" she yelled. "Help me please! I'm down here and I can't get out! Please someone help me!"
"Shut up!" The clown snickered. "No one can here ya! You'll be down here forever, that is until I kill ya!" the voice laughed.
"No!!" Sheridan yelled. "Someone please help me!"
~*~*~*END OF FLASHBACK~*~*~*
Sheridan fell back into Luis arms.
"Sheridan!" he caught her.
"Luis what happened?" Sam came running to his side.
"I don't know. Sheridan was just mumbling something about a window, and then she fainted." Luis looked down at her puzzled.
"Ok, well lets bring her upstairs." He said grabbing Sheridan's feet.
Everyone turned away from Beth and Charity and followed Luis and Sam back upstairs.
"What the hell is going on?" Beth nervously asked her mother. "I made sure to clean up that room! Sheridan can't be remembering what happened!"
"I hope she is," Ms Wallace chuckled. "Because then finally everyone will know all the evil things that you have done to that sweet sweet Sheridan. You better take your bow Beth, because the curtains are coming down!"
"No!" Beth yelled. "This can't be happening!"
Luis flicked on the light and looked inside the room.
The place was completely furnished with two old sofas and a coffee table. Except for some old sheets and pillows tossed in the corner, there was nothing peculiar at all about the room.
"Charity what do you mean something evil happened in this room?" Luis looked back at her.
"I don't know, but I sense evil here." Charity rubbed her temples.
Beth pushed through the crowd and stood beside Luis.
"What's going on here?" she asked looking at Charity.
"Charity says she senses like something evil happened in this room." Luis responded.
"What?" A worried expression immediately appeared across her face. "That's crazy!"
Oh no! Beth thought to herself. Charity can't be sensing the time when Charlie and I kept Sheridan in the dark pit we dug in this room? If she is, I'm finished!
"I-I'm not imagining it." Charity fumbled. "S-Something awful happened in here. I-I just don't know what it is."
Charity held her head and closed her eyes as Luis steadied her.
"Charity are you ok?" he asked.
"Martin!" She exclaimed, her eyes suddenly flying open. "Martin was in here!"
Beth's eyes grew wide, as she struggled to think quickly.
"Well of course Martin was in here Charity." She began. "I play with him lots of times in this room."
"See well then that explains it." Luis confirmed.
"No!" Charity interrupted, closing her eyes once more. "I see Martin, but it was when he was a baby, and he's with a woman, but it's not Beth."
"Well of course it's me Charity! Who else would it be?" Beth yelled frustrated.
"Ok, you know what? I'm going to take the kids upstairs. They're starting to get scared." Theresa interrupted, looking at the expression on their faces.
"That's a good idea Theresa, I'll help you." Gwen volunteered.
She took Emma from Sheridan and followed Theresa upstairs.
Ms. Wallace grabbed Beth by the arm and pulled her aside.
"Oh, missy you better hope and pray that Charity is not sensing when you and Charlie kidnapped Sheridan and put her in that pit. Because if she is, you can say bye bye Luis and hello jail cell!" she chuckled.
"Damn Charity!" Beth silently cried. "If she keeps this up, everyone will know what we did!"
"No no missy, not WE, YOU!" Ms Wallace stared at her daughter. "You and that psycho Charlie were the one's that did all of this. Precious and I were just innocent bystanders to your sico schemes. So if anyone is going down, it's gonna be you!"
"The woman that I see is not Beth." Charity continued. "The woman is blonde, but I can't see her face."
"Blonde?" Gwen asked confused.
"I know who your talking about Charity." Beth quickly thought once more. "The blonde lady is my friend Stacy. She used to come around here to baby sit Martin when he was really small."
"That must be who you're seeing honey." Sam suggested, putting an arm around his niece.
"Maybe," Charity mumbled. "But that still doesn't explain the evil that I sense in here. Something terribly evil happened, and I have the feeling that Beth knows what it is."
Everyone turned around and stared at Beth.
"Charity, I don't know what your talking about." She nervously bit her bottom lip.
As Charity and Beth continued to argue, Sheridan slowly began to look around the room.
"There's something familiar about this room." She whispered to Luis. "It's almost as if I've been here before."
Luis looked at Sheridan concerned.
"Here in this room?" he asked looking into her dazed eyes.
"Yeah," she responded a bit confused herself.
She let her eyes wander up and down the walls and ceiling of the room. Suddenly her eyes cast on a window in the far corner.
"That window," she whispered.
"What about it?" Luis asked her, noticing how unsteady she was becoming on her feet. "Sheridan?" he repeated as she rubbed her temples.
Sheridan suddenly felt the whole room begin to spin, as she felt her breathing becoming irregular.
What's happening? She thought to herself.
~*~*~*FLASHBACK~*~*~*
"Please just give me back my baby!" Sheridan screamed from the bottom of the dark pit. "I'll give you whatever you want. I come from a very rich family. You can have anything you wish!"
The clown suddenly appeared above.
"I don't want anything, blondie!" she evilly sneered. "All I want is you dead!"
"But why? I don't even know you!" Sheridan cried. "All I want is my baby!"
"Forget it!" the woman's voice yelled. "You will never see your baby again, because you'll be dead!"
"No!!!" Sheridan screamed.
I have to get out of here. She thought to herself. But how?
Her eyes wandered to a window that she could barely see from where she was.
"That's it!" she smiled. "I'll yell. Someone will have to hear me!"
She positioned herself so she could see the window better.
"Help me!" she yelled. "Help me please! I'm down here and I can't get out! Please someone help me!"
"Shut up!" The clown snickered. "No one can here ya! You'll be down here forever, that is until I kill ya!" the voice laughed.
"No!!" Sheridan yelled. "Someone please help me!"
~*~*~*END OF FLASHBACK~*~*~*
Sheridan fell back into Luis arms.
"Sheridan!" he caught her.
"Luis what happened?" Sam came running to his side.
"I don't know. Sheridan was just mumbling something about a window, and then she fainted." Luis looked down at her puzzled.
"Ok, well lets bring her upstairs." He said grabbing Sheridan's feet.
Everyone turned away from Beth and Charity and followed Luis and Sam back upstairs.
"What the hell is going on?" Beth nervously asked her mother. "I made sure to clean up that room! Sheridan can't be remembering what happened!"
"I hope she is," Ms Wallace chuckled. "Because then finally everyone will know all the evil things that you have done to that sweet sweet Sheridan. You better take your bow Beth, because the curtains are coming down!"
"No!" Beth yelled. "This can't be happening!"