Chapter 3 Falling
A/N: I really really enjoy the reviews. O ya by the way this story is dedicated to my sissy Micayla! Thanks so much for reading this story and liking it. O and Thank you Hannah for helping!
Matt McGuire was coming back from Lanny's house, when he rounded the last corner to his house, he saw police cars nearby. "Finally, they put Mrs. Barma in the hospital!" he said about his next door neighbor with relief. He past a couple more houses and realized that the flashing lights were infront of his house. He broke into a hihspeed run, thinking of the worst. He flung open the front door and almost ran into Gordo, on his way into the kitchen. "What are you doing here? What happened? Did anyone get hurt or anything?" The questions just spilled out of him. " OK, I'll fill you in on what happened..." Gordo answered with a worried look on his usually happy face.
"Well, well, well, who do we have here?!" He said coming up to Lizzie and touching her face. "Dont touch me!" Lizzie said, backing away. "Fine, whatever you say!" He said, turning around and walking across the room. He was almost at the door, when Lizzie spoke up. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" " Ok, whatever you want, beautiful!" He said, going out the door, locking it behind him. Lizzie flopped back down on the floor, drifting into an uneasey sleep, dreaming of Gordo and only Gordo.
"... OK, Lizzie was kidnapped about 1 hour ago, I was talking on the phone with her when it happened, so that is why I'm here, but no one has any idea who did it or where she is!" Gordo explained. Matt looked over at his dad, who was holding his wife in his arms, Jo was shaking and sobbing with her eyes closed. There was a police officer sitting next to them, questioning then, but Sam was the only one able to answer. "How could this happen to us, I mean why Lizzie?" Matt asked the question that Gordo was asking himself. "I don't know."
Lizzie woke up yet again with a start, she looked around the samll room. There was a brown kitchen chair, 6 wood boxes, a window, a locked door, and some rope. Lizzie suddenly felt a shocking hope, flow through her. Why don't I try to escape, through the window? She asked herself smiling. In a matter of minutes, she had the heavy boxes on top of the chair and was climbing up. She tryed the window, which was locked. She climbed down and looked up at the tiny window. "I'll have to break through it!" She told herself, looking at the chair. Lizzie took the boxes off the chair and piled up the boxes again on the floor. Carefully, she climbed up the pile with the chair in one hand. She got to the top and hit the window with all her strength, the force made her fall off the boxes backwards.
I am sry that this is so short but I hope you like it and by the way if you dont no im trying something new, mean that it is changing from the mcguires, to lizzie or whatever! I hope you like it, if you dont just tell me!