Chapter 10 ty ty ty for the reviews it made my day so much! Sorry I haven't uploaded in ages, been so busy, with our options in school, I think I'm going to take drama, music, French and dance Hope you enjoy this chapterxxx
Simon kept rubbing his ankle as Lucy was running, it hurt lots already and then Ian did that, not helpful, his ankle might now take even longer to heal, Simon felt a tear go down his cheek, Lucy saw and looked down at the weeping chipmunks and dried his eyes and Simon smiled a bit, Lucy then came to a sudden stop and went down this dark alley-way and stopped in the back corner where a blanket and hat was. Simon got confused, why were they there?
"Erm... Lucy why are we here?" Simon asked looking around the darkness.
"This is where I sleep"Lucy replied and laid Simon on the blanket. Lucy ripped off the end of her blanket and tied it around Simon's ankle, securing it by tying a knot.
"Thanks... Lucy you couldn't be down here it's not safe "Simon said.
"Why?" Lucy asked.
"Because anything can happen to a little girl all alone at night, especially when they are down an alley like this, burglars, drunks people, graffiti artists. It's just not safe Lucy." Simon replied.
"Well I can't go anywhere else" Lucy replied. Simon pulled a sad face he didn't like Lucy being here all alone with no shelter or money, and then an idea came into his mind.
"Lucy, I'm going to help you get some money "Simon said.
"Really... how?" Lucy asked. Simon grinned.
Dave was driving as fast as he could, it was silent Theodore and Eleanor were holding hands nervously, Brittany had tears in her eyes as she did and they were hugging each other. All of a sudden the car came to a complete stop, and all the chipmunks jolted a bit, Eleanor and Theodore let out a small, quiet scream. Dave got out of the car and opened the chipmunk's doors; they quickly scurried out towards the theatre.
"Hello, 5 tickets for the show tonight" Dave said. The ticket seller nodded and handed Dave 5 tickets, who then gave money to the ticket seller.
"You're very lucky, you got the very last tickets" the ticket seller said, putting the sold out sign at the front of the booth.
"Wow, that was lucky guys, ok lets go" Dave said, and all of the chipmunks quickly scurried back to the car.
Ian stormed back into his home and slammed the door. He slumped onto the couch and starred evilly at Alvin, and then snapped out of it and looked away.
"Uncle Ian... what was that all about?" Alvin asked.
"It's just business Alvin, wait we have a show to do quickly get ready" Ian said.
"b-but its only 4 o clock and the show is at 7:30, Uncle Ian are you feeling ok?" Alvin asked. Ian nodded.
"Oh right, I knew that... AND YES IM FINE!" Ian bellowed.
"I was just trying to..." Alvin was saying, but got interrupted.
"I DONT NEED YOUR HELP!" Ian replied. Ian stormed over to Alvin, and just as he was about to hit Alvin, he stopped and realised he needs Alvin; he can't do anything bad, just yet. He then took a quick glimpse of Alvin who was curled up in a ball shaking.
"s-sorry" Ian said calmly. Alvin starred up confused.
"Maybe this was a bad idea" Alvin said.
"n-no, no, no, I'm fine really fine... come on cheer up were gonna have a great show today right, am i right?" Ian said, holding his hand out to high five Alvin. Alvin starred up looking very confused.
"Erm... Yeah" Alvin replied looking confused and slowly high fived Ian's hand. Ian nodded and went to sit back on the sofa. Alvin hopped the sofa and ran upstairs.
"Hmm, that reminded me of what I said to Brittany" Alvin said to himself. Saying Brittany's name, he froze and started daydreaming, he was thinking about the first time he ever saw he at school, and then the first time he heard her sing, but then he remembered all the times they argued and thinking of this brought Simon to mind, they also always argued but they always made up, Alvin felt bad and felt a tear go down his cheek. He wanted to go home, to his real family with Dave, Claire and the chipmunks, especially Brittany, he never knew he felt like this and realised that Brittany was a huge part of his life, but he could never go back, Simon slapped him, and he still had a small bruise on his face. Alvin rubbed his face.
"I can't go back, I- l-love Uncle Ian... I think... Well not really, but I can't go home, t-they don't even want me anymore, they don't care, so why should I?" Alvin asked himself. And then carried on walking upstairs unaware that Ian was starring evilly at him.
"hmm he's already getting ideas, well he's not leaving, not even over my dead body are you leaving, you will sing and you will never see your precious chipmunks ever again my dear Alvin" Ian said evilly and chuckled.
That's chapter 10, hope you liked it, so sorry it took so long to update, please review and see you later with chapter 11.