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Ch7-some people just don't know when to shut up!
I slowly opened the door…trying not to make any noise. I just only got a toe in when my mum pounced on me like a puma in the jungle. I was the viciously dragged into the lounge and got a big fat…."WELL!" I bet you can guess who shouted it…"mum I'm sorr..."
"Don't you dare say sorry young lady I don't want your sorry! I want to nowhere the hell you have been!" she cut me off.
"I just went for a walk to calm myself down." I replied.
"And let me guess there wasn't any mobile phone service in this place, was there?" she said with an unbelieving look on her face.
"Yeah there was but I think I made it obvious that I didn't want to talk to you OR him!" I shouted as I pointed to my dad, who was sitting silently in the corner.
"Well now you have to because you don't have a choice!" she said as she folded her arms across her chest.
"Fine what do you both have to say for this absolutely ridiculous family reunion you have put together?" I said and copied her movements.
"Isabella please sit down." My dad's voice piped up from his little corner.
"fine." I replied and I stomped over to the table.
"First I want to you me out and please don't butt in…okay?" he said quietly.
"Okay..." I sighed.
"I asked you and your mother to come back because I was scared…scared that maybe I may have just crossed the line that has put both of your lives in danger." He said quiet and calmly.
"What do you mean 'put our lives in danger'? What's happened? What have you done?" I said all at once.
"Okay let me start from the beginning… about 10 years ago, you may not remember, I arrested a man called Marcus Flint. He was arrested for the murder of his wife's brother. In result his wife left him and took their daughter with her. He was sentenced to 10 years in prison. A couple of months ago I go a letter, a letter from Flint, telling me how beautiful my daughter is and how she reminds him of his own he also said how I shouldn't of been stupid enough to let someone like you mum go. I didn't believe he knew where you both were until the month after. I received another letter but this time it came with these." He stopped as he reached for an envelope. He pulled out two pieces of printed paper and slid them across the table. I looked down in shock; there on the table were two pictures of me and my mum, one of us in our pool in Arizona and the other of us shopping in local supermarket. I couldn't say anything I was frozen in shock; my dad carried on.
"The pictures are not the worse bit. The worse bit is he threatened to take the both of you away from me… forever, like what he thinks I did to him. That is when I phone you mum I told her everything about Flint and what he said he will do. Of course your mother was as worried as I was, so we both agreed for you to move back here. That is why we are having the ridiculous reunion sweet heart." He finished.
I just didn't know what to say…I was shocked." OMG I am so sorry dad and you mum I given you both such a hard time and you done this all to keep me safe…I oh I really am so sorry." I sobbed.
"Isabella now you hear me you have nothing to be sorry for its my fault if I had just put Flint away without causing all this hate he has from me you could be in your own home nice and safe!" he said sternly.
"What are we going to do now?" I asked. This time it was my mum who answered.
"We're going to stay together and be on our guards, we need to be careful with whom we are around and no one is allowed to be in this house alone. Am I clear?" this she directed at the both of us.
"Yes" me and my dad said at the same time.
"What does this Flint even look like?" I said with a hint of fear in my voice. My dad then took out another bit of paper and passed it to me. I stared at the man's face for what felt like forever. He had dark tanned skin, large sharp eyes that were the colour of chocolate. He had a very distinctive scar across his left eyebrow which made him look like someone out of a James Bond movie. His nose was fairly large and slightly crooked, this made me think it had been broken and one point of his life. His lips were wired into a hard straight line which gave him a stern look. Altogether he looked like a mean and scary guy…but somehow he looked familiar.
Fear spreaded through me like I was suddenly filled with water, I couldn't believe this was happening, that I was shouting my mouth off and running out a moment ago now there is someone out there who wants to hurt me. That's why my mum was so worried I had ran out and why my dad has looked ill and scared from the moment we got here. Realisation hit me like a ton of bricks and god did it hurt. The thought just kept runny though my head 'someone wants to kill you'. It was like something out of criminal minds, where a family would realise they were in danger…I never used to truly understand why they acted the way they did but now I know. I told my parents that I was going up to bed because I just couldn't think about it no more. They said goodnight and that they would be down stairs if I needed them. Dad also told me that from now on he would be living with us. I walked up the stairs as if my body weighed a ton, I still couldn't shake the feeling of fear that I had…and for some reason I knew that I wouldn't be able to for a long time. Well not until Flint was caught. I got to my bedroom and opened the door, as I closed it behind me I fell to the floor leaning against it. Sobs leaked out of my body uncontrollably. I reached into my pocket to grab a tissue when I felt a piece of paper, it was the paper Edward put his number on. I suddenly felt the urge to call him and spill everything that has happened but that urge was overcome by a dread. The dread that I had just been played, I mean why would a teacher give his student is number unless he wanted something.
Somehow I knew that something was to kill me, Edward must be working with Flint…..
AN/ okay so there you go ch7 I really hoped you liked it and please review and also if you do try to get other people to. I forgot to say in the AN at the start sorry for the long delay I have had a lot of stuff going on. Anyway once again thank you for reading and please REVIEW!
Love you all so much…daisylouisex