Six years has past and Zander and Stevie have settled with a five year old daughter, Danielle. Ever thing seems to be...peachy... If you call the kidnapper of you wife escaping and coming to kill you, then yup, peachy.
(Stevie)
I had the world`s most terrifying dream. Phil came back to kill Zander and take Danielle and I. Crazy right? Phil`s still in jail. I went into the bathroom and took a shower and brushed my teeth. I threw on some skinny jeans and one of Zander`s shirts.
"Hey," I smiled at my family in the kitchen.
Zander smiled at me, "Hey, babe." I kissed Danny`s cheek. She giggled and I pecked my husband`s lips.
"I had a bad dream last night." I grabbed a coffee mug from the cabinet.
"I see." I eyed him.
"Why do you say that?"
"You were screaming in your sleep." He whispered. I poured coffee into the mug with a shock expression.
"Really?" I carefully took a sip of the hot liquid.
"Yeah. You don`t remember?"
"No." I answered selfishly.
"What were you dream about?" I set the coffee down on the table.
It was awhile before I answered. "Phil broke out of prison." I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He pulled me into a hug. "Good thing it was a dream though." I said into his shoulder. Zander immediately pulled away from the embrace.
"What?"
I raised my eyebrow, "It was a dream." I said slowly as if I was talking to a small child.
He rolled his eyes, "You think-I mean, yeah. Just a bad dream." He hugged me again so fast that I couldn`t see his face expression. He looked like he was about to say a whole another story.
"What were you about to say?" I got away from the hug and looked into his eyes with nothing, but seriousness in my eyes.
"Nothing. I don`t you to think about things like that. Okay?" I nodded my head.
He kissed the top of my head. I know he was about to say something else.
"You should go take Danny to school." He suggested. I nodded and grabbed the car keys and held Danielle`s hand and off to school.
(Zander)
I smiled at my wife and child as they rode off to school. Stevie actually believes that Phil`s break out was a nightmare. I guess that`s good, so she doesn`t have to worry. But, she`s in denial. Suddenly, I felt something cover my mouth. Something- or someone grabbed my hands as another pair of hands put a white cloth over my face. I tried all my might not to breath in the drossy scent, but didn`t manage.
"He`s a fighter." One of them chuckled at my struggle.
"Have to keep an eye on this one." Not goddamn fair. Two against one!
"He`s was always a fighter." I`m mistaken. I meant three. My eyes start to flutter shut, but I kept popping them back open.
"The more you struggle, the easier it`s be," Phil came into sight with a devious grin on his stupid face. "For us."
I slowly started to stop trying to get away finding it to be useless. "Good boy." He patted my head. I jumped at him. He flinched a little cause he know I will kick his ass. He rolled his eyes and kicked me where the sun isn`t suppose to shine. I grunt and fall to my knees.
"Timothy, Anthony," He said, looking down at me. "Put him in the trunk."
I started to panic. What damn trunk?! They took me into the garage where a very unfamiliar car sat. A black van. How unsuspious. They tossed me in the trunk and looked at me with a victorious look on their faces and then everything went black.
(Stevie)
I pulled into the drive way and got out the car. After coming into the living room and tossing the keys into the glass dish, I sat down on the couch and looked around.
"Zander!" I called. Where is he. He doesn`t have to work today. I push myself off the couch and looked around the bottom floor. After realizing he wasn`t there, I went upstairs.
Please be a dream.
"Zander?" I looked around and noticed he wasn`t there. I pulled my phone out my back pocket as I went down stairs and look out the window. The phone started to ring.
And ring.
And ring.
And-
"Hello?" I sighed in relief.
"Zander, where are you?"
"Out for... a moment." He was acting strange.
Stranger than usual.
"Um, okay."
"Hey, Steves. Remember when I gave you one hugs, eight roses, and six teddy bears that one afternoon?"
What the hell was he talking about?
"Um, sure."
What? If he did, I didn`t want to seem like a bad person for forgetting all those things I`m 100% sure he didn`t give me.
"Sweet! Honey, st-st-stay awesome."
Line went dead.
I stared at my phone. What? I sat on the couch confused as I ever been in my entire life.
1 hug.
8 roses.
6 Teddy bears.
Wait...
1
8
6.
186?
What else did he say? 'Sweet. Honey, St.'
My eyes widen. I sprung up from the couch.
186 Sweet Honey St.
Why didn`t I think of it sooner? He said afternoon. I look at the time.
12 P.M.
I snatched my keys out the bowl and hopped into my car. Starting my engine, I realized something.
What am I going to do?
I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip, trying to hold the tears back. Zander saved me.
Now it`s time for me to repay that favor.
I know, Sweet Honey St is a stupid name, but I couldn`t think of anything else. What do you think? Should Stevie bring the police with her or go solo? 6 More reviews and I`ll update again.
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