Chapter Five

Tru didn't know where to begin. Her sister could be anywhere. She began an extensive search. She checked the areas near the recovery center, the morgue and even her own apartment. An hour later, at around 3:00 p.m. realization spread over her worried face.

Flashback to a previous episode (Author's Note: I don't remember the name of the episode. Sorry guys!)

Meredith had just been in a car accident and was getting patched up by one of the medics. She had called Tru and asked her for help and support. When Tru arrived at the scene, Meredith asked Tru to grab some of her personal belongings from her car. Tru did as she was told but noticed an envelope of money in the open glove compartment. Tru knew what her sister was up to. She walked back over to Meredith and handed her the belongings. Tru looked down at her sister suspiciously. "Didn't you used to come down here to make a different kind of deal?" Meredith was alarmed at the subtle accusation. "Tru, I really don't appreciate the implication that this has anything to do with drugs."

Flashback to earlier in the story:

"This one's pretty gruesome," the medic warned. "It was found over by Crestline Avenue."

Of course! Why hadn't she thought of it before? Crestline Avenue!

Only one problem. It's all the way on the other side of town. How am I going to get there with all of this traffic in two and a half hours?

The traffic conditions had worsened, worse than even an hour ago. But Tru wasn't going to let that stand in her way. Tru decided to walk—or how about run?—to the other side of town. There was no telling if she would get there in time by doing this, but it seemed like her only hope.

Tru arrived at Crestline Avenue quicker than she expected. Her heart thudded inside her chest and she was definitely out of breath. She looked up at the cross streets.

Oh great.

One street sign read: West Crestline Avenue. The other sign read: East Crestline Avenue. The medic hadn't specified which one.

This made Tru even more scared and nervous. What happens if I find my sister when it's too late? I'll never forgive myself for it. She couldn't let such a horrible atrocity happen. She just couldn't.

A sudden rush of adrenaline made Tru shake the negativity from her mind and she began scouring West Crestline Avenue. Still no luck. By this time 4:30 was fast approaching and Tru sped off in the other direction.


Now Tru Davies was beginning to give up. She had scoured East Crestline Avenue and still no sign of Meredith. And then a miracle happened.

Suddenly, she heard some faint screaming. Without any hesitation whatsoever she followed it. With every quickening step, the screams intensified. She then came upon a dark alleyway. She followed it down a few feet. It was growing darker, but not to the point where she couldn't make out two distinct shapes. One was a tall, brawny man, a drug dealer, who was pointing a gun at a blonde haired woman.

Meredith.

"Tru, please help me!" Meredith looked over and saw her younger sister.

"Don't move!" the drug dealer warned, the gun still pointing at Meredith's chest. "Or I'll shoot both of you!"

Tru cautiously moved closer. "Please don't! You don't understand!"

"Just do it!" bellowed an angry voice. Several feet behind where the drug dealer and Meredith were standing, a tall, dark shape emerged from the shadows.

Tru froze.

It was Jack Harper.

"You!" Tru exclaimed, her voice reeking of anger and disbelief. "You did this! You made a deal with the drug dealer to kill my sister!"

"Quite the detective aren't we Tru? I was only calling in a favor." Jack's voice remained even and hauntingly calm. "Isn't it enough Tru? Can't you just give it up? Just give it up......." Jack's voice had a soothing hypnotic quality which lulled Tru into a hypnotic trance-like state, she couldn't control anything anymore and everything seemed to drift farther and farther away........


Where am I?

Tru? Tru, sweetie?

Mom?

Tru, listen to me. You can't give up now. Look at how far you've come. Don't give up, honey. For your sister. For me.

I won't Mom. I promise.


Tru suddenly snapped out of her trance.

Everyone was still there. But more importantly, Meredith was still alive.

Tru looked at Jack and then at the drug dealer and back again. Jack and a drug dealer. Who'd a thunk it? Together, they made quite a fatal combination.

Jack pulled a small transparent bag from the pocket of his black leather jacket. It was filled with cocaine. It was the same bag that had fallen from Meredith's purse only hours before. He fingered it tenderly.

Tru was a smart girl. Jack was mocking her. He was using everything in his power to make her weak. To make her fail. But Tru wouldn't give up that easily.

"PLEASE DON'T!!!" Tru cried out again. Then, due to quick thinking, fear for her elder sister's life and desperation, Tru pulled out a rather large wad of green bills. "Here, please take this!"

Without any hesitation, the drug dealer grabbed the crisp, green bills from Tru's waiting hand. He looked slowly from Tru, to Meredith, to Jack and then sped off into the impending darkness of the night.

Jack stepped forward. "Huh, somehow I knew he'd fall for that."

Meredith ran frightfully into Tru's open arms.

Meredith stammered slowly, making crazy gestures towards Jack. "I know him.....He..... He....."

"Shhhh, don't worry about that now sweetie." Tru made her best attempt to comfort her sister who was beyond frightened by the incident. Tru took off her jacket and wrapped it gently around her sister's shoulders.

Tru glowered at Jack. "This isn't over," she warned hotly. With that, she turned sharply on her heel, arm around her sister who hugged herself to Tru's body.

"Oh no," Jack whispered into the cool, crisp air. "Not in the very least."

THE END

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