Wow guys! I'm so so so glad you liked the ending to Lydia! Here's the
sequel to it. I really hope that you enjoy it!! DISCLAIMER: Yeah...still
don't own Secret Window or anything but my characters are strictly off
limits!!
...Anonymous Phone Call...
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The past two months had indeed been stressful on Lydia Rainey's part. It seemed that she and Mort were always being watched, or at least it seemed like it. Rarely did anyone come over, and if they did it would only be to drop something off or something like that. Lyddie went to school in the near-by town of Donsville. Although most of the people that had heard about he father being suspected of murdering 4 people, a few hadn't and when they heard about it, they starred at her in awe before glaring at her and walking away.
Lyddie walked into the house on a Tuesday afternoon and slammed the door. Mort looked down at her from his upstairs desk. "What's wrong?" he asked as he sat back down.
Lyddie walked up the stairs dragging her backpack, "Oh, you know, just the usual," she said with sarcastic happiness.
"People still treating you bad?" Mort asked as he began typing again.
"That's an understatement," Lyddie said as she walked into her room and set her backpack on her bed. Since she moved in permanently with Mort, she decided to make some adjustments to her room. She couldn't do anything major, but she managed a new red comforter and a few posters on her walls, along with a small stereo. It was a start.
She picked up the picture of Chico still sitting on the dresser where it had been since she came to visit Mort. She starred at it for a moment, "Dad?"
"Yeah," Mort said not looking up from his story.
"Do you think...we could get another dog?" Lydia asked setting the picture back on the dresser.
Mort stopped typing but didn't remove his eyes from the screen, "Another dog? You mean like Chico?"
"Well, yeah some kind. It's just been kind of lonely around here, not saying you're not great company or anything, but...I don't know," Lyddie said walking out of her room.
Mort looked up at her for a moment, "I...guess we could do that."
Lyddie smiled, "Thanks, can we go look for one this weekend?"
"Sure," Mort said and then went back to writing his new story.
An Hour Later
The phone rang suddenly, causing Mort to jump. He looked to the closed door of Lyddie's room. He heard music faintly coming out of it. Mort picked up the phone on his desk and cleared his throat, "Hello?"
"Mort Rainey?" The voice on the other end asked.
"Yes...Who is this?" Mort said calmly.
"Mr. Rainey, I would just like you to know that I find what you did very discusting," the voice said completely ignoring Mort's pervious question, "And you will pay."
There was a click on the end of the line. Mort starred at the phone for a moment before placing it on its cradle. "What..." Mort asked himself quietly. He didn't know what the man on the end of the line meant by "you will pay" but it didn't sound pretty. There really wasn't any way to tell who the man was or where he had called from. Mort cursed himself for not having Caller ID installed.
Mort tried to brush off the phone call as he prepared for bed a few hours later. He had gone through dinner without saying a word. Lyddie hadn't mentioned him being quiet, she figured he was tired.
Wednesday
Lyddie awoke at 7:00 like she usually did. She showered and dressed for school. The she picked up her backpack and went downstairs and ate breakfast. Mort was sitting at the table having his morning Mountain Dew. "Good morning," Lydia said while setting her backpack down and retrieving a glass and pouring herself some orange juice.
"Morning..." Mort murmured.
Lyddie drank her juice quietly and then picked up her backpack. "Well, I'd better get going if I don't want to miss the bus," Lyddie said while giving Mort a hug.
"Yeah, ok. Have a good day," Mort said as he watched her walk out the door.
Lyddie started walking down the long driveway. Her bus stop was at the end of it. It was a long walk. She had gotten far enough that she couldn't see the house anymore. She looked down and discovered that her shoe was untied. Bending down, she began tying it. Finishing, she stood up again but only to be grabbed from behind violently, and having a hand roughly placed over her mouth.
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Well there you go! The first chapter of the sequel! I hope you like it so far! Please review! They make me happy and make me want to write more often! So pretty much you review, you get more chapters! Hope you enjoyed it!!
...Anonymous Phone Call...
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The past two months had indeed been stressful on Lydia Rainey's part. It seemed that she and Mort were always being watched, or at least it seemed like it. Rarely did anyone come over, and if they did it would only be to drop something off or something like that. Lyddie went to school in the near-by town of Donsville. Although most of the people that had heard about he father being suspected of murdering 4 people, a few hadn't and when they heard about it, they starred at her in awe before glaring at her and walking away.
Lyddie walked into the house on a Tuesday afternoon and slammed the door. Mort looked down at her from his upstairs desk. "What's wrong?" he asked as he sat back down.
Lyddie walked up the stairs dragging her backpack, "Oh, you know, just the usual," she said with sarcastic happiness.
"People still treating you bad?" Mort asked as he began typing again.
"That's an understatement," Lyddie said as she walked into her room and set her backpack on her bed. Since she moved in permanently with Mort, she decided to make some adjustments to her room. She couldn't do anything major, but she managed a new red comforter and a few posters on her walls, along with a small stereo. It was a start.
She picked up the picture of Chico still sitting on the dresser where it had been since she came to visit Mort. She starred at it for a moment, "Dad?"
"Yeah," Mort said not looking up from his story.
"Do you think...we could get another dog?" Lydia asked setting the picture back on the dresser.
Mort stopped typing but didn't remove his eyes from the screen, "Another dog? You mean like Chico?"
"Well, yeah some kind. It's just been kind of lonely around here, not saying you're not great company or anything, but...I don't know," Lyddie said walking out of her room.
Mort looked up at her for a moment, "I...guess we could do that."
Lyddie smiled, "Thanks, can we go look for one this weekend?"
"Sure," Mort said and then went back to writing his new story.
An Hour Later
The phone rang suddenly, causing Mort to jump. He looked to the closed door of Lyddie's room. He heard music faintly coming out of it. Mort picked up the phone on his desk and cleared his throat, "Hello?"
"Mort Rainey?" The voice on the other end asked.
"Yes...Who is this?" Mort said calmly.
"Mr. Rainey, I would just like you to know that I find what you did very discusting," the voice said completely ignoring Mort's pervious question, "And you will pay."
There was a click on the end of the line. Mort starred at the phone for a moment before placing it on its cradle. "What..." Mort asked himself quietly. He didn't know what the man on the end of the line meant by "you will pay" but it didn't sound pretty. There really wasn't any way to tell who the man was or where he had called from. Mort cursed himself for not having Caller ID installed.
Mort tried to brush off the phone call as he prepared for bed a few hours later. He had gone through dinner without saying a word. Lyddie hadn't mentioned him being quiet, she figured he was tired.
Wednesday
Lyddie awoke at 7:00 like she usually did. She showered and dressed for school. The she picked up her backpack and went downstairs and ate breakfast. Mort was sitting at the table having his morning Mountain Dew. "Good morning," Lydia said while setting her backpack down and retrieving a glass and pouring herself some orange juice.
"Morning..." Mort murmured.
Lyddie drank her juice quietly and then picked up her backpack. "Well, I'd better get going if I don't want to miss the bus," Lyddie said while giving Mort a hug.
"Yeah, ok. Have a good day," Mort said as he watched her walk out the door.
Lyddie started walking down the long driveway. Her bus stop was at the end of it. It was a long walk. She had gotten far enough that she couldn't see the house anymore. She looked down and discovered that her shoe was untied. Bending down, she began tying it. Finishing, she stood up again but only to be grabbed from behind violently, and having a hand roughly placed over her mouth.
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Well there you go! The first chapter of the sequel! I hope you like it so far! Please review! They make me happy and make me want to write more often! So pretty much you review, you get more chapters! Hope you enjoyed it!!