Chapter 9- Timmy Kidnapped
That night Vicky cooked dinner for herself and Timmy. A dinner that consisted of mashed potatoes, corn, and 4 inch thick T-bone steaks she had found in the back of Timmy's kitchen freezer. All the while, Timmy was watching her cook. Even while she was cooking, Vicky was still thinking about that incident that Timmy had with Vicky. For Timmy to call her, and ask her to come over, she knew that Timmy truly had forgiven her. Vicky's dislike for Trixie had now turned to hate. She broke into Timmy's house, tried to steal him from her. Even worse, she yelled at him. As far as Vicky was concerned, no one yells at Timmy but her.
"Sorry for the wait Timmy, I didn't know how you wanted your steak." said Vicky who put his plate in front of him.
"It's cool. Wow, looks good." said Timmy who dug in
As he ate, Vicky could tell there was something wrong.
"Timmy are you alright? I can tell something's bothering you." said Vicky
Timmy put his fork down.
"I'm scared." said Timmy
"Of Trixie right?" asked Vicky
"Yeah. I'm afraid she's going to do something to me…or worse, something to you." said Timmy
Vicky put her hand on top of Timmy's
"I promise you Timmy, she won't hurt you. Not if I can help it." said Vicky
Timmy and Vicky ate their dinner and didn't talk about the subject after.
After they ate, Timmy went to take out the trash, while Vicky washed dishes. Vicky was putting the dishes away when the phone rang.
"Hello, who is it?" asked Vicky
"I'm sick of you being with my Timmy." said a person on the other line.
"Who the hell are you?" asked Vicky
"As a matter of fact you won't have to worry about Timmy anymore" said the person
Vicky quickly dropped the phone, and ran outside. The bag of trash was in the driveway, and the only thing of Timmy's was his pink hat.