Just so it is clear, I do not in any way, shape or form own any of these characters. All of these characters are from the hit TV show, The Secret Life of an American Teenager. I hope you like this story, so yeah… read on please! OH, and please review! Thanks!
Amy was rocking John softly, trying to keep him from crying, and it was not working. A sigh left her lips and she put him gently on the changing table. She checked his diaper, but it was fine, and he had already had his normal afternoon nap.
With a soft shake of her head, she picked him back up and placed him in his sky blue crib. "I will be right back with your bottle John." And with that she walked out of the room and downstairs. When she got downstairs, she walked right to the kitchen. She pulled out the instant baby formula mix from the cabinet and got out a bottle from the same cabinet.
The only sound in the house was the sound of Amy filling the bottle with warm water, then mixing in the formula powder. She tightly screwed on the top of the bottle and tested it on her forearm. Perfect.
All of a sudden, there was a loud boom from somewhere in the house, followed by silence for a heartbeat.
Amy gave a soft yelp as she stood there, frozen by fear. Then she got it back together, and screamed, which was one of the most stupid things she could have done. She started to the stairs, and when she got to them, she started running up them, two at a time.
Before Amy could even get to the top step, there was a scream coming from John's room, a scream of fear from John. Then there was a slam of what sounded like glass.
With a finally sprint to the door, Amy opened it and looked around. The crib was moved, and everything was thrown around, like it was a robbery gone wrong. Amy ran to the crib and fell to the ground in sobs. Instead of little John in the crib, there was a note that was on clean, never crinkled paper. The first words were "If you ever want to see John again…."