Chapter Thirty
Over The Radio/ Back To Lily POV
I was lying on my bed staring at the ceiling with tears running down my eyes when the phone rang. I looked at the called ID and saw that it was Ray. I sighed and reluctantly picked up the phone and answered.
"Hey Ray. What are you doing? It's past midnight." My voice was scratchy and tears were slowly falling into my mouth.
"Lily, you have to turn on the radio." He sounded frantic and scared.
"If I turn it on will you leave me alone?" He was starting to irritate me.
"Yes but..." I hung up the phone and stared at my radio. Should I? Why not? But I wonder what's so important? I grudgingly rolled over and clicked my radio on. The sound of Garbage's 'Stupid Girl' echoed out of the speakers. I rolled my eyes and leaned over to turn it off when a loud beeping noise took over the frequency. I had only heard the sound twice before. The first time was when I was six and a teenage girl had gotten attacked in Roscoe Park. The second time was when I was twelve and two nineteen year olds had been kidnapped but later found safe.
I turned the radio up as the reporter came on.
"Just half an hour ago a local junior at Roscoe High was found slashed in Roscoe Park. The seventeen-year-old was hit in the back of the head with a crowbar and then beaten. His injuries include four broken ribs, a broken nose and jaw, a severe head injury to the back of his skull; and the worst, the young man was stabbed in the stomach which punctured one of his lungs, and was slashed across the chest and back.
"The gentleman has been taken to Roscoe Hospital where he is in severe critical condition." The lady paused as someone handed her a bit of new information. "The young man has now been identified as seventeen-year-old Travis Strong. We will keep reporting on this throughout the night." The beeping noise came back on and then the song from before returned.
I stared at the radio not wanting to believe what I had heard. I shook my head in denial and ignored the burning tears that had captured my face. My hands were clenched together so tightly that my nails penetrated the skin and began to bleed. I stood up, threw on my coat, tacked a note to my door, and left the house in the direction of the hospital. I've already lost Audrey, I'm not gonna give up Travis too.